Cyclone FEMA, Hurricane Trump
Hurricane Trump, you’re my main hump
Tell me about it when you’re ten feet tall
Tweet me if you give a single damn at all

Even a brass monkey
Occasionally gets some brass relief
There’s too much fusiform happening here
I can’t get no relief

Do you remember a time?
I remember half the time
Can’t put my finger on it;
Sometimes can’t even spin on a dime

I couldn’t give a monkey’s brass knuckle
I’d give em a bunch of brass fives instead
One for the opposing thumb, two for the body
Three for the head, now blow, man, blow