They're cornered like rats
See no way out
But to join up with all the crazies

Scum like Ted C.
And lyin' Lindsey
You cannot believe a word they say

All are birds of a feather
The suppression kind (suppression kind)
And their rancid ranks teem
With suppression slime

We must fight these Fascist foes
Whose every word is faux
In their quest to make suppression the prize

They know they can't win
'less they cheat and spin
It is for an orange coup they're vyin'
(Lyin' vyin')

All are turds of a feather
The suppression kind (suppression kind)
They have a Reich wet dream
Not suppression-nein

The country can't survive
With all these criminal guys
The US is gonna die
If we cannot rid it of this malign crew

They're cornered like rats
See no way out
But to prop up the whining baby

Scum like Matt G.
And Giuliani
You cannot believe a word they say

Well you know, they're a claque of rats
With growing snouts
Because they always lie like crazy