He’ll be writhing on the screen
Like he missed his thorazine
And the morass that he wordsmiths will be long
As he vents and sputters on
Wincing, tut-tut, it’s all wrong
He could cry; this Obama thing’s a con

He’ll be right back, to resume his confusion
Making sounds that defy evolution
Wild chagrin, as he flails all around
Stricken by Obama’s play:
Thugs are on the way!
And he’ll get all aggrieved and say:
Hey, no one’s foolin’ Glenn!

Deranged, and blandly dumb
Who knew he’d last this long
He’s unmitigated froth and folderol
And his worldview’s just insane
Conspiracy and blame
Caustic banter, stares and groans…Mr. Beck’s sore

He’ll be right back, with a screwball conclusion
Taking bows, for his crude contribution
Bile and spit for the change that abounds
Pick apart and harp and bray
Just like Hanni-tay
And he’ll get all aggrieved and say:
Hey, no one’s foolin’ Glenn!
Hell no!

He screwed himself and he started his slide
After prattlin’ to the Fox Friendly Bri
He shed lots of sponsors, a pile said goodbye
‘Cause he swore that Obama guy’s anti-White!
True fact?

There’s nothing in his screeds;
Looks mainly ignorant to me
Just the moanings of a crazed, frightened mind
Always ranting at the Left
Always panders to the Right
Man it’s clear he’s overblown and over-hyped

He’ll be right back with his truth revolution
ACORN’s bound for some Beck prosecution
Riled and pissed at the change all around
Kiss goodbye the USA--
Sieg Heil, Death Camp bait!
And he’ll get all aggrieved and say:
Hey, no one’s foolin’ Glenn!
No one’s foolin’ Glenn!
Hell, no!

ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH

He’s the new blot
Brainy as mold rot