Hey! Mister Tangerine Man by Jeffrey Moran

Hey! Mister Tangerine Man, sing a song for us.
We are angry, and we need someone that we can screw.
Hey! Mister Tangerine Man, sing a song for us.
In the dingle dangle ‘lection, we will vote for you.

Take me on a trip into your ranting, roiling fits.
My brainware has been stripped, my gun is in my grip.
With an automatic clip, wait only for your leadership to point out who.
I’m ready to go anywhere and shout and scream and curse,
And to make matters worse, I promise to coerce all those who poor-mouth you.

Hey! Mister Tangerine Man, sing a song for us.
We are angry, and we need someone that we can screw.
Hey! Mister Tangerine Man, sing a song for us.
In the dingle dangle ‘lection, we will vote for you.

And though I hear you laughin’ as you slam ol’ John McCain,
Mitt Romney you disdain, Khizr Khan is inane,
Gen’ral Allen is to blame for ISIS in our land.
And then you spout vague traces of policies banal,
Like “I will build a wall, NATO I’ll black-ball,
Torture I’ll install at every shopping mall, and Muslims banned.”

Hey! Mister Tangerine Man, sing a song for us.
We are angry, and we need someone that we can screw.
Hey! Mister Tangerine Man, sing a song for us.
In the dingle dangle ‘lection, we will vote for you.

Take me to November when we will drink champagne
To your “make it great campaign”, it was not in vain,
In fact it was no strain to beat Hilary.
And when you move into the White House January two,
Make us proud of you and put all those who
Dared to mock you in a pillory.

Hey! Mister Tangerine Man, sing a song for us.
We are angry, and we need someone that we can screw.
Hey! Mister Tangerine Man, sing a song for us.
In the dingle dangle ‘lection, we will vote for you.