Terminator, your campaign runs out there all alone
And like some macho fighting cock, you reek of testosterone
I see your muscle-covered chest
has no longer made any sense
And on your single-minded jest
there are no signs of intelligence
And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no place to unwind...

Terminator, you are popular, but does it make you able?
And with your Schwarzenegger name you're like from a fable
And though your full-of-action flicks
Have not been exploited still
The rock-hard politics
are something you're not fit bill
And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no place to unwind...

Terminator, on the election day, you must pay the price
And though I think you just might win, I do not think it's nice
And with the falling economy
you need a decent policy
And if you come with fist held high
You do not conquer, only lie
And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no place to unwind...
And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no place to unwind...