Jackin’ off, jackin’ off—
dummies gonna shut it down.

It happens where the dimwits and fools abide…
tool cohorts, rank on either side.
It’s a stool-infected cadre, claque o’ whores that keen,
revvin’ up their minions, some of whom ain’t keen.
Jackin’ off, jackin’ off—
dummies gonna shut it down.

Declinin’ numbers of IQ in pates,
scammin’ louts and scum verbally masturbate.
(I heartily wish they’d all defenestrate.)
These nitwits, a blight—
why do we vote dickheads in?
It's a corps of sleazebags whose bagmen win.
Jackin’ off, jackin’ off—
dummies gonna shut it down.

Douches, trogs con us; nonetheless they go
back to DC, reelected, although most of them blow.
They’ve klepto-action, still we’re tithin’ the schmucks.
They’re wretched snake-vermin, bunch o’ schemin’ f*cks.

Petulant these whores if they should have to think;
their staffs do all the work, while with bagmen they drink.
They’ve lots of scam production…nearly none are good,
but still these fools elected thanks to slick gerrymandered ’hoods.
Jackin’ off, jackin’ off—
dummies gonna shut it down.
Jackin’ off, jackin’ off—
dumbf*cks gonna shut it down….