Feckless clerks, doomer jerks, idiots and shills
Senseless clerks, stooges, jerks completely ill-filled

Are they freakish? Yes, ever so
Have they please lips? That’s their MO
County-screwin wreck-it jerks and thugs

Feckless clerks, doomer jerks reek of fetid air
Feckless clerks, stooges, jerks reek it everywhere

Are they sleazy? Yes, ever so
Are they pretty? That a big NO!
County-screwin wreck-it clerks and scum

Knee-sinking thugs Trunt-lick and then burn down the country
Clowinsh hate spree, rift-lappy throng switch to the prong
You will have to gag if you smell this crew

Senseless scourge, scent of turds, Herr-emboldened wacks
Deadweight clerks drenched in perks, lapmutts at Trunt’s back

They’re a Reich scourge and a cancer
With their tongues working a glans merge
Bum-leak chewin’, cleansing the vile bung

Feckless clerks, doomer jerks vivent entre collines
Du cul sûr qu’ils le curent, langue lavage la style
Tâtent-ils chaque fois qu’ils se trouve là?
Respirent-t-ils là-bas? C’est le cas
Quoi d’autre faire? Manger mini-tour

Bend and purge duly urged
Bending jerks do their work
End the scourge, death to jerks