You're a mean one, Mister Mitch
You really are a heel,
You're holding Congress hostage for a sleazy tax break deal, Mister Mitch,
You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel!
You're a monster, Mister Mitch,
Your heart's an empty hole,
You'll let unemployed go hungry just to save the rich man's dole, Mister Mitch,
I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You're a vile one, Mister Mitch,
You have termites in your smile,
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mister Mitch,
Given a choice between the two of you I'd take the ... seasick crocodile!
You nauseate me, Mister Mitch,
With a nauseous super "naus",
You'll sacrifice the workers to enrich their crooked boss, Mister Mitch,
You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich, with arsenic sauce!
You're a foul one, Mister Mitch,
You're a nasty wasty skunk,
You'll bail out your Wall Street cronies but let the common man stay sunk, Mister Mitch,
The three words that describe you are as follows, and I quote, "Stink, Stank, Stunk!"
You're a rotter, Mister Mitch,
You're the king of sinful sots,
You'll take health care from the needy but give business lots and lots, Mister Mitch,
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of rubbish imaginable, mangled up in tangled up knots!
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