You'll be sorry how he's used ya; you'll be sorry how he's used ya,
Chris you'll be sorry when he screws ya, but you dupes keep marching on.

Mine eyes have seen the New York Times as it descends to naught;
The liberal pup who inherited it all has driven it to aught.

This murderer of the Old Gray Dame's a spoiled and stupid snot;
But this dupe keeps marching on.

You'll be sorry how he's used ya; you'll be sorry how he's used ya,
You'll be so sorry when he screws ya, but you dupes keep marching on.

Mine eyes have seen these cattle as they kneel and meekly moo;
They're hooves are trampling out our votes uncaring what they do.

Where once there was some honesty there's now no news that's true;
But these dupes keep marching on.

You'll be sorry how he's used ya; you'll be sorry how he's used ya,
You'll be so sorry when he screws ya, but you dupes keep marching on.

Russ Vaughn

Just hilarious, especially the lines about Chrissie