His latest composition, The Midterms, has several trenchant insights, “Who would have ever thought Iran would go and change out our regime?”
These are the lyrics for those who did not catch all the satirical references.
I saw Elon leaving Austin, fat and hunchbacked, strange and pale. A half a billion dollar lesson that them Texans ain’t for sale. The ghost of Lindsey Graham came riding on a seven-headed drone. Flew right down to the golden golf cart, whispered, “Donald, listen close.”
“You can threaten civilizations, kill civilians, and just laugh. You can exterminate races, put folks into cages, but you just can’t mess with gas.” Mitch McConnell sat there speechless, but that’s kind of his new thing. Who would have ever thought Iran would go and change out our regime?
Oh, the eyeliner was running as JD watched the blue storm. He was swearing in the first jihadist to ever want healthcare reform. While that Temu Patton Hicks had crawled to Tennessee and begged, but the greatest military defeat in U.S. history had a hold of both his legs.
All the tech lords donned their banjos, their suspenders and craft beers, as they dusted off their pronouns, seeing that the end was near. And they wondered how they’d manage to destroy the planet first. They said, “What about China?” “China’s what about us? Always seemed a whole lot worse.” And the people said they did it, it’s a good start, sure enough. I’ve had the dream before, and my head’s still sore. But y’all should probably lawyer up.