Episode 49: Uh Oh, Hell No

(To the tune of “Bad Boyfriend” by Garbage) I've got a fever, come check it and see My anger’s burning and rolling in me We may not last but there’s no fun till it ends C'mon, baby, you’re a bad president I wanna hear you take all of the blame I wanna see you burn up in flames Send you to jail so I can cheer with my friends C'mon, baby, you’re a bad president So foul, shitty, you suck, can’t you see But watch out Tool-belt, we’ll sting like a bee We know some tricks that’ll bring your reign to an end C'mon, baby, you’re a bad president My fever's rising, you ran outta luck Say what, sugar? Your VP fucked what? Let’s lock you up for one hundred and ten C'mon, baby, you’re a bad president It's wild the way you exploit us It's wild the way you persecute us It's wild the way you sell short us Wrapped your heart up with hate from the start You've got the women waiting in line You’re not asking them to use their own minds Let them control their bodies, at least now and then They’ve got something special for a bad president If you can't rule them justly, step down, don’t pretend Oh, they’ve saved something special for the very end If you can't rule them justly, step down, don’t pretend C'mon, baby, you’re my bad president Oh, c'mon, baby, you’re my bad president