Lyrics

[INTRO]
Here comes a story, with a twist and a spin,
About a Billy2dogs becoming president,
In a world of clowns, he
just took the throne,
Buckle up, my friends, here we go, hold on!
[VERSE 1]
Trump saw Elon and shed a tear,
"You're a real man, buddy, let's make this clear,
Like Arnold Palmer, you have a giant Weiner,
But me? I'm just stuck with this canceled fate.”
A clown-faced bozo, a spectacle still,
Tiny little hands, can’t grasp the thrill.
With a hairdo that's wild, like a lion it flares,
He struts and he boasts, but nobody cares.
[CHORUS]
He’s an orange hair, BDI’ed grandpa,
Pussy-grabbin' with a wink and a caw,
Propaganda's love, got him wrapped like a gift,
But the doormat on his chin gives his ego a lift.
Oh, Trump, you’re a character, a sight to behold,
But bound by your fables, your stories unfold.
[VERSE 2]
His tiny little tic-tac, it runs the show,
Sprinkled with nonsense, just watch it blow,
While Elon's reaching for the stars so high,
Trump's left pondering his dreams in the sky.
"Make America great?" He chants with flair,
But the chaos around him hangs thick in the air.
In a spotlight dance, he sings a sad tune,
While Billy2dogs is coming real soon!
[CHORUS]
He’s an orange hair, BDI’ed grandpa,
Pussy-grabbin' with a wink and a caw,
Propaganda's love, got him wrapped like a gift,
But the doormat on his chin gives his ego a lift.
Oh, Trump, you’re a character, a sight to behold,
But bound by your fables, your stories unfold.
[BRIDGE]
When the voting booth opens, it’s a new kind of race,
Billy2dogs pulling votes, putting smiles on the face,
With a heart full of laughter and a tail to wag,
He’ll lead with kindness, never a drag.
[VERSE 3]
Watch out, he’s coming, with paws on the floor,