[Verse] Mr. Forty-Five's a menace POTUS in his home office, making war plans against us Send a MAGA platoon through your living room Full of country bumpkins and Civil War muskets Out here trying to battle our democracy Bunker Hill all over again Except they got lost in the field And showed up at your auntie's house Your uncle shot 'em off the front porch, like, "Get off my land" Warriors, they are not They only fight in parking lots and bathroom stalls Y'all picked the wrong warlord Y'all done picked the worst warlord General Orange looking for blood Riding in on a golf cart in a bulletproof tux We done lost too much So now it's time to choose one Just don't pick the worst warlord Y'all picked the wrong warlord You know who I'm talking 'bout This the part where I shut my mouth I can't be talking out loud You know who I'm talking 'bout This the part where I shut my mouth I can't be talking out loud I can't be talking out loud Can't be talking out loud
