Scandal

 

I keep waiting for something truthful from the White House

I feel like a frightened door mouse

I’m waiting for the missile to come from North Korea

I’m waiting to hear that the President has gonorrhea!

I wake up every day to a brand new scandal

Porn star, shit holes, money laundering–I can’t get a handle

I keep asking myself, “When will it end?”

This man in the White House who’s playing pretend

I’m trying to figure out how America’s being made great again

when compassion and love get crossed out by the President’s pen

When will sanity, decorum, and diplomacy supplant the Tweets?

When they tie his hands together underneath the sheets?

When will our alliances begin to crumble?

When will the tanks begin to rumble?

When will the missiles start to fly?

When will we kiss our asses goodbye?