"I won't deny that he's a tyrant..."
I won’t deny that he’s a tyrant,
But have you seen him on a horse?!
Those bulging muscles, made of iron,
Would put Obama on all fours.
The murder? It was provocation,
To smear the Kremlin wall with blood.
Just learn to use imagination –
A million reasons to get shot!
Those still alive are all in fetters, -
He doesn't revel in the win, -
He takes his time composing letters
To empathize with next of kin…
He’ll take us all under his wing, -
Did you not hear me? - that's an order!
The country’s standing on the brink –
And he's the man to move us forward!