Super Callous Fascist Racist Extra Braggadocious

Super Callous Fascist Racist Extra Braggadocious

Mary Poppins meets Donald Trump, in this song with lyrics by Austin folksinger Steve Brooks. Thanks to Andy Corwin for producing the video, and Internet satirist Randy Rainbow for the title.

If you’re Mexican or Muslim,
You’ll pray for his defeat.
But he might be up your alley
If you’re into wearing sheets.
Ladies, you will find him
The most sensitive of males.
He’ll help you find employment
With his buddy, Roger Ailes.

He’s Super Callous Fascist Racist Extra Braggadocious.
Every word escapes his lips is something quite atrocious.
Could it be Tourette’s or simply verbal halitosis?
Super Callous Fascist Racist Extra Braggadocious.

Trump did a little diddle. Trump did a lie.
Trump did a little diddle. Trump did a lie.

He never met a dictator
He didn’t seem to like.
They’re giving him ideas
For the rise of the Fourth Reich.
He’s tweeting Mussolini,
He’s singing Putin’s tune.
He’s jealous of the people skills
Of Comrade Kim Jong-Un.

He’s Super Callous Fascist Racist Extra Braggadocious.
Psychiatrists are arguing about his diagnosis.
Paranoid Delusional or Borderline Psychosis?
Super Callous Fascist Racist Extra Braggadocious.

Trump did a little diddle. Trump did a lie.
Trump did a little diddle. Trump did a lie.
Trump did a little diddle. Trump did a lie.
Trump did a little diddle. Trump did a lie.

He’s got a snarky nickname
For each and every foe.
“Lyin’ Ted” and “Crooked Hillary” –
I guess he oughta know.
But perhaps I should be kinder.
It seems a bit unfair
To judge a man until you’ve walked
A mile in his hair.

He’s Super Callous Fascist Racist Extra Braggadocious
American democracy has got a dim prognosis.
It’s either on bad acid or a case of mass hypnosis.
Super Callous Fascist Racist Extra Braggadocious.
His finger on the button hands the world back to the roaches…
Super Callous Fascist Racist Extra Braggadocious!