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We Don't Talk About Slow-Joe

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We don't talk about Slow-Joe, no, no, no!
We don't talk about Slow-Joe...

but
It was election day
It was Joe’s election day


We were getting ready, ignored “10% for the Big Guy”.
News reports not allowed to get by…


Hunter walks in with some coke on his chin-
Thunder!!


You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi Psaki, go on

The Post says, Hunter had a job in Ukraine
Why didn’t they tell us?


Not doing so, now looks insane
Kamala, will she lead us?


Sworn in under media shame
What a joyous day... but anyway


We don't talk about Slow-Joe, no, no, no!
We don't talk about Slow-Joe


Hey! Grew to live in fear of Joe Biden’s stuttering or stumbling
We could always hear him whisper muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the signs of dementia
It's a heavy lift, to keep him from stumbling
Always left Jill and his handlers fumbling
Grappling with deficiencies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?


A seventy-nine frame
Democrats had his back
When they call his name
His mind fades to black
Yeah, he was their dream
So they hid all his schemes (hey!)


We don't talk about Slow-Joe, no, no, no! (We don't talk about Slow-Joe, no, no, no!)
We don't talk about Slow-Joe (we don't talk about Joe no!)


He told us economy is fine
The next day: dead! (No, no!)


He told us the “border shut!”
That is what he said... (no, no!)


He said that inflation would disappear, but it went up instead (no, no! Hey!)
Your fate is sealed when his prophecy is read!


He told me that the life of my dreams would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my wallet would grow, like the grapes that thrive on the vine


Óye, Obama is on his way

He told me that the land of my dreams would be just out of reach
Betrothed to another


It's like I hear him now
Hey sis, I want not a sound out of you (it's like I can hear him now)
I can hear him now

Um, Slow-Joe...
Yeah, about that Slow-Joe...


I really need to know about Slow-Joe...
Gimmie the truth and the whole truth, Slow-Joe
(Jill, your President’s here)
Time for dinner!


A seventy-nineframe (it was election day, it was election day)
Hacks have his back (we were getting ready)
When he calls your name (and there isn’t nowhere you can hide)
It all fades to black (no thoughts are left in this guy!)


Yeah, he lives in a dream (Slow-Joe walks in with a quite confused grin-)
And feasts on your screams (thunder!)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi Psaki, go on (óye, Obama’s on his way)

Slow-Joe says, "It looks like rain" (a seventy-nine frame, mind out of whack
In doing so, he’s lost his brain
Elected in a hurricane
He's here!

Don't talk about Slow-Joe, no! (Why did I talk about Slow-Joe?)
Not a word about Slow-Joe
I never should've brought up that Slow-Joe!

 



 
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