Joe Biden’s lies

5th April 2021

To be sung to the tune of John’s Brown’s body. Hanging the Demon-rattys may seem unfair as hanging might be considered too good for them. Perhaps  throw them in prison until they pay back all that is due – that might take forever of course. Hanging is cheaper than keeping them in prison or the madhouse.

Mind you the White House presumably contains the mad at the moment, or at least the senile and mad. Anyone seen Joe lately? Just wondered that’s all. Not so much as ‘Where’s Wally?’ as ‘Where’s Joe?’.

On second thoughts, that’s the same thing (I don’t don’t know if wally means the same as in England). Have fun anyway.

 

Joe Biden’s lies are boldy moulding U.S. slaves

Joe Biden’s lies support the demon-cratic knaves

Joe Biden’s lies are from Pel-osi’s silly raves

His soul has almost gone

 

Gory, gory, they will school ya

The demoncrats will try to fool ya

Story, story, they will kill ya

Their souls are almost gone

 

He raptured harpies scary with his Covid 19 brew

He cheated old Virgina with his feministic crew

We’ll hang him for a traitor, and all demon-rattys too

Their souls are almost gone

 

Gory, gory, they will school ya

The demoncrats will try to fool ya

Story, story, they will kill ya

Their souls are almost gone

 

Joe Biden lied to make you slaves and that you all should see

Joe Biden lied so Kammy Harris presi-dent will be

Joe Biden lied to give more power to Nancy, Nancy Pee

His soul has almost gone

 

Gory, gory, they will school ya

The demoncrats will try to fool ya

Story, story, they will kill ya

Their souls are almost gone

 

Good citizens of U.S.A. strike, strike and have your say

Get off your arses now, get up and don’t, yes don’t delay

Love all you meet with kindness ‘long G.W. park-way

And your souls will grow more strong.

 

The angels up in heaven they are looking kindly down

The Father loves you madly, He will never let you down

And Jesus He goes with you, and He will wear His crown

To bring the bar –sturds down!

 

Glory, Glory! Hallelujah!

The demoncrats no longer fool ya

Glory, Glory! Hallelujah!

Their souls are almost gone

 

By Baldmichael the grave (or maybe gravey because it is brown like John Brown’s body!)