So many thugs with which to boost the disease
They’re all wrong with dim headlights
Why those picks? It’s easy to understand
There is a sickness now creeping over the land, that

Guy’s got fitness for Defense?
Gotta say, looks like nonsense
Piled up is a raft o’ slime
Steeping in graft overtime
That’s why this guy for Defense

Trunt’s got a bench o’ fools, evil and senseless clowns
Lemming-like they parrot jive
They pledge allegiance to their Fuehrer and to Pu’
Carry water for the tyrants and say “Screw you”!

This guy ain’t fit for Defense
So why bother with pretense?
Aligned with the grafting kind
Worst of the worst get in line
That’s why this guy for Defense

The day has come, votes for a troll that wants to put a knife
To US throat, make it die
They’ll find choices they made mean our way of life
Will go the way of the Dodo, kiss it “bye”
Woe!

Back to fitness for Defense
He’s Pox and Friends, the back bench
Just another trench o’ slime
To feast on treacherous crime
And to dictators back-bend