Sir Paul drops by to serenade King Bararck and his court:
Hey O,
Don't be a shmoe.
Take your "outreach"
And reign it i-i-i-in.
Remember, they hate us 'cuz we're not them.
That hatred ste-ems right from the Koran.
Hey O,
Got far to go.
You were made to
Give nice ora-a-a-tions.
The minute the teleprompter's turned off
Can't help but "loff" at your gyrations.
And anytime we see jihad,
Hey O, our bad,
'Cuz we haven't shared our wealth with poor folks.
For well you know that poverty's the root, you see.
Can't be we're the butt of Islam's sick jokes.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...
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