To the tune of "Desperado," with apologies to Don Henley and Glen Frey
Dear old Donald, why don't you come to your senses, you've been out building fences for so long now,
You're a hard one, you think that you got your reasons,
These ideas that are pleasin' you are gonna hurt us somehow.
Don't you build that wall in Texas, Don,
Those workers are so able,
The Mexicans are really our best friends.
And it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table,
So it's time for you to finally make amends.
Dear old Donald, you ain't getting no younger,
Your wealth and your hunger are driving you nuts.
And freedom, oh freedom, that's America talkin',
Go out and go golfin' and start making your putts.
You know the poor get cold in the wintertime,
When the snow comes down and the sun won't shine,
It's hard for them to get enough to eat.
Your losin' all your good intents,
Please why not try some common sense, you sleaze?
Dear old Donald, why don't you come to your senses,
Stop talkin' 'bout fences, let's open our gates,
It might seem scary, but we're a really strong nation,
You must remember Lady Liberty,
Remember Lady Liberty, remember Lady Liberty, before it's too late.
