We’ve seen needed jailings’ complete failings,
seen wrongs so outrageous, they enrage us.
We rolls eyes and seethe at sleazebags with no minds.
We’ve seen iron-handed thugs expanded
in lands where lapdog rank’s demanded;
they’ve banded as a clan of klepto kind.

We’ve seen ill specters’ resurrections,
we’ve seen dudes addled in the saddle.
We pay more dues each and every day.
And we’ve learned, for truth some have no use,
and laundered wealth no more needs stealth.
Amazing with what these crooks get away.

There’s women, men who greatly appall…
hard to believe they’ve got brains at all—
and yet they rule you and me.
They’re on a smoke-blowing spree,
and their bags full o’ swag they are fillin’.
And while they’re filchin’ they are fillin’ swamps in…
to never be judged.
Our land is full of vultures.
In halls were blight’s spawned, every pol must get owned.

We got slick bagmen and pilf’rin’ swagmen,
scammy aholes sitting on their thrones.
We’ve been buggered by fat-cat carbuncles
and stuffed by spokespeople of junk full.
Facebook, Amazon, Google,… have tapped our phones.

We’ve lost,
at least, the “harmonic convergence.”