If tomorrow rebels seized the things
I've stolen all my life
I had to seek asylum
With just my mistress and my wife
I'd thank my Zurich bank
And the spooks at CIA
My assets are stashed overseas
Where they can't take them away

I'm the president of Shit-hole-ia
In control of all I see
I accept the foreign aid you send
Then keep it all for me
When I stick my hand out
Beg from you
I am confident you'll pay
Yes, I owe my clout, my iron hand
To cash from USA

To the snows of Minnesota
I have seen my subjects flee
To packing plants in Kansas
On flimsy rafts at sea

To squatter camps in Europe
And sweatshops on Saipan
There is fear in every Shit-hole-ian heart
It's the reason that they ran

I'm the man in charge in Shit-hole-ia
I'm the one who's in command
Every one who was opposed to me
Has be forever banned
I will gladly stand up
Speak the words
What you want to hear, I'll say
Let there be no doubt
I'm on your side
As long as you still pay

I'm the President of Shit-hole-ia
Where they all bow down to me
And they don't forget the men who died
Who dared to disagree
I make them stand up
'gainst the wall
And I blow them all away
No there is no doubt
I'm here for life
Thanks to the USA