The problem with our land
You must understand
Is the human orange
With the skin like porridge

He broke the rules
Made us look like fools
Sold out his country
To its worst enemy

He wasn’t elected
More like selected
By the Russians to rule
Because he’s a fool

He’ll enrich himself
He wants our pelf
His sketchy clan
Takes with both hands

He tears down the institutions
That hold up the constitution
He rips up the pacts
That govern how to act

I’m not advocating
Any violence with the hating
But it would be nice
If we could put him on ice

The problem with our land
You must understand
Is the human orange
With the skin like porridge