You take no bribes
Yet the world licks your toes
And you?  Unimpressed
By the rich C.E.O.'s
And you pause to think
'Stead of speak Southernly
You should know
We'll never vote for thee

'Cause Barack, you're not old
Not blessed with old dough
Too thin, too devout
Too Muslim, too brown
You're wrong about Wright
You're black, you're not white
On Nightline, caked up
With prissy make up
(You!) You don't wanna bomb the gays, oh
(Ew!) That's where the ceiling's gotta go, so
Barack, you're on hold
Distressed by our polls
Won't win, there's no doubt
Pass on Bush-Dick's crown!

He used some weed
(The Bush twins
Never drink)
Wants safe energy
(Windmills kill -
Splattered geese)
His best friends
All left wing
Vow contained warring
I don't vote
For choicers, chumps or cha-a-ange

'Cause Barack has no gold
He hails from skid row
His parents are Krauts
His marriage, unsound
His daughters start fights
At clubs Friday nights
His prostate's flamed up
Michelle's an A-cup
(You) Why not try the NBA, or
(You) Could try to make it as a golf pro
‘Cause you’re caught, Barack-rolled
Remember Jim Crow?
Your court time’s run out
Go back to Chi-town

Dumb ones call, “Imposter!
Wants a place ‘mongst our high rollers.”
Stuck George Bush on the roaster
Now that lame duck’s fried
Dude, who’s in line? Just McCain and some bro…

But Barack’s a sunk boat
(Al Sharpton, take note)
Can’t win on this route
Of playing profound
Too numbly polite
Steps back from each fight
That grim, austere frown
Spells, “F-ck, I‘m knocked down”

Yeah Barack, he’s out cold
From drinking merlot
Chagrined and burnt out
From hugging Boy Scouts
Feels wrong to be Biden
Bullets worldwide
Purse light, with drained trough
He’s pissed, campaign’s off

(You) Your ideals are all the rage - so?
(Boo!) But in the end you’re just a gong show
A hot centerfold
Who can’t break the mold
You’re done - now go pout
Send in the McClown!