The liberal way is broad like the river wide;
No way out once one steps inside.
Its a shame most people who have no guts,
Lie about politics for fruits and nuts.
The podunker sits on a couch no logic to meet;
Believes he knows the truth complete.
Although he’s mocked and proven wrong;
He prides himself in brilliance long.
When the one he worships is banished in disgrace,
He’ll sit and cry and blame it on the market place.
He has never heard of liberal wrongs in days gone by,
Which ripped up the country and sent the inflation high.
The chimp has worked hard for personal greed;
Never mind the results it's his destiny, indeed.
How low you must stoop on the floor to worship him;
Grateful just to be call one of his liberal men.
What will you do when the blood starts to flow?
Run and hide? Brother, there’s no place to go!
Suggest real strong you get down and pray,
When it comes you’ll have nothing else to say.