Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh beer, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh beer
He came from the land that spawned Don Ho
The “Aloha State” where the lava flows
Across the placid sea, he’s coming to the “New Land”
To organize and sing and march Uh, Allah I am coming

On we sleep, that crashing bore, his only goal to vote present once more

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh beer, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh beer
We come from the land of the desert south
From the Rio Grande, with our palms stretched out
I’d love to use my pen, just ask my V.P. Gore
But if I did, what you demand, I‘d be your Emperor

On we sweep. Across we pour. Our only hope will be the northern shore

S-so now you better stop your deportation doin’
For my Ex-O can win the day despite of mid-term losin’