O little brain of Rush Limbaugh
How sneakily can he lie?
His thoughts aren't deep
So we must sweep his sophistry from on high

Each day he will encourage
The mean and nasty Right
All of his peers are bored to tears
From hearing him tonight

For Rush has sworn to carry
The banner for what he loves
Each morning brings the same old things
He bashes the liberal doves

He's boring as the weather
His fame gave him his girth
We'll taunt and sing
Of Rush the King
Of Trash, that's all he's worth