Lost in Space

Ground control to B. Hussein.
Ground control to B. Hussein.
Took your clueless pills
And they effed up your brain.

Ground Control to B. Hussein.
Commencing kowtow:
It's insane.
NASA's mission is to
Make Muslims love you?

[spoken]
Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four,
Three, Two, One, Liftoff

This is Ground Control to B. Hussein.
You've really lost your mind.
And the media ain't coverin' that tale.
They cannot compute that you're about to fail.

This is B. Hussein to Ground Control
I'm bowing very low.
And I'm submitting  in the customary way.
And the dhimmitude looks much the same today.

For here
Am I sitting in a White House
Feelin' so blue.
Dar al Islam is green--
Nicest shade I've ever seen...