How many times must a President lie
Before we call him a liar
How many lies can one man tell
Before his pants catch on fire
How many times must the stupid tweets fly
Before they’re forever banned
The answer my friend is under Trump’s hair
The answer is in his tiny hands
Just how high can the bullshit be piled
Before it stinks to the sky
How can his toadies explain what he meant
As they jut try to explain why
How many Republicans can just turn their heads
Pretending they just don’t hear
The answer my friend is under Trump’s hair
The answer is in his tiny hands
How many times will Trump look up
And say he sees a green sky
How many deplorables
Will make that their rallying cry
How many deaths will it take till he knows
Trumpcare caused them all to die
The answer my friend is under Trump’s hair
The answer is in his tiny hands