Those schoolboy days
Of telling tales of who he nailed are gone
But in his mind
You know they will still live on and on

But how do you thank a scum
Who took away women’s control of their wombs?
It isn't easy, but I'll try

If he wanted the sky
I would write across the sky in letters
That would soar a thousand feet high
"To Dump, with hate"

The time has come
For banning books and helping crooks to no end
That’s what he weaved
And now many are cleaving to that fiend

A fiend who teaches to do wrongs
A reek so strong
Rotten things to learn
What, what can I give him in return?

If he wanted Greenland
I would write across the snow in letters
That would stretch a thousand miles long
"To Dump, with hate"