The Douchebag went down to Tulsa. He was lookin' for some souls to steal
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind. He was willing to make a deal
He entered this big stadium his cult audience, they would rise, they would nod
And the Douchebag shouted from a podium and he shrieked "Worship me, I'm a god!"

He bellowed from the podium, flapping his arms like a Hitler
A reporter asked him a question, he belittled her
Called her 'tramp', railed about her weight, screaming "I wouldn't want to screw you!
Don't ever challenge me, I'm a deity and I think I'm better than you!"

The Chump said, "My name's Donny, and I'm your President!
I'm the Chosen One; and you're gonna select 'cause I'm the best there's ever been!"

Donnny, he has no respect for the Black Americans
'Cause one hundred years ago was a lynching massacre
And he's a friend of all the Ku Klux Klan scumbags
And the other white supremacist trash

The Douchebag opened up his mouth and the hate came spilling out
And fire flew from his hateful tongue as he flailed his arms about
He railed about the media, the 'Left', and the Hispanics
And a band of fascists joined in and they chanted mantras so sick

But now out of eighteen thousand seats in that metro stadium
Just a third were taken, are we mistaken? Support didn't come!

"Go home, traitor. Out of our sight!"
The Douchebag is a Russ-i-an sattelite
Chicken's in the bunker reading his porn
Because he's a coward, can't take scorn

Well Donnie bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat
And he canceled his fascist rally in Atlanta in retreat
People said, "Donnie, don't come on back. If you ever wanna come again
We done told you once, you son of a bitch - you are NOT our President!"
They said

"Go home, traitor. Out of our sight!"
The Douchebag is a Russ-i-an sattelite
Chicken's in the bunker reading his porn
Because he's a coward, can't take scorn