What’s the stooge do with a drunken failure?
What’s the douche do with a drunken waler
On his spouse? Root for the drunken failure/waler
Raise fake praises soaring

Get him to Congress, lying
That out he will be drying
For breakfast he’ll be ryeing
Early in the morning

Racist alkie that’s a drunk and rapist
Racist alkie that drunk in the AM
Racist alkie causing spousal achin’
When with rage he’s roaring

Boilermakers on rising
To quell the shakes on rising
Takes shakes braces on rising
Early in the morning

Get him out of bed, under ice-cold water
Try to clear his head using ice-cold water
After when they’ve fled, his mouth and a quart merge
Early in the morning

It’s time for Congress-lying
For that he must be drying
Out until evening rye swigs
DTs the next morning

What’s the crew do with a drunken failure
Crew of stooges with a drunken failure?
Pass him right through, though the drunken traitor’s
Perjury suborning

Snakes are fine with the lying
As they OK this vile thing
These snakes, a pile of vile stink
Worst aroma rising

Sometimes he’s so drunk, needs a padded jacket
Sometimes when he’s drunk give his spouse some whack hits
Once he was so drunk, did a victim axe-hit
Sent the weapon soaring

Way through the air it’s flying
Way stewed was he from ryeing
Lucky victim’s not dying
From the axe that scored him

He’s an alkie and he’ll never get sober
He’s a drunk and he will never get sober
He’s a lush and he will never get sober
Down his gullet pouring

Great gulps of rye on rising
Great gulps of gin on rising
Hair of the dog on rising
For DTs in morning

What’d the goons do with the drunken failure
That loves his booze and is a spouse-waler
Passed him right on through, the drunken failure
Incompetence soaring

Failures like Pete are rising
In the Turd Reich of slime things
In the Turd Reich, a crime ring
Worthless scourges soaring

“Great”ness is never rising
Only the worst of slime things
In the Turd Reich, a crime ring
Slurping perp’s outpouring