END OF THE WORLD

Such a sense of dread hangs over me
There is thunder in the clouds ahead I see
There's a shroud on my day, making joy go away
And it won't be okay until he's gone

Everything this country used to be
Goin' down the tubes from his Presi-den-cy
And the reason is sick, for he thinks with his dick
And we may not see the light before the Don


Looks like the end of the world as that clown of the nation
Spews so much misinformation from his mind
And the truth won't be found, til they put him in the pound
Getting closer to the end of the world

It's a curse to diss the morons' name
And it's everyone around him that's to blame
Knocking' bees from the trees, for he tweets as he please
There's no easing any suffering or shame

There is only one thing I desire
Is to see this demon roasting in the fire
I'll be laughing out loud, even through the mushroom cloud
As he presses that last button when he leaves

Looks like the end of the world as that clown of the nation
Spews so much misinformation from his mind
And the truth won't be found, 'til they put him in the pound
Getting closer to the end of the world

Looks like the end of the plan-et as one third of the nation
Gets so much misinformation and are blind
Soon might be an inmate, but by then maybe too late
Getting closer to the end of the world