[Verse 1]
Can't call it the White House anymore
Too many stains on that oval office floor
Blood and piss and semen and shit
Burn it all down
We're done with it

[Verse 2]
Think of the lady who'd have to come in after this
Think of that dirty cheek she'd have to kiss
And some of the old guard are gonna throw a fit
Burn it all down
We're done with it

[Verse 3]
Ain't it a shame he's too dumb for suicide
Too self-absorbed to fill with pride
You know I was reading the news
The other day about some
Trade deal we just made with the Chinese
We're going to get to sell them
Some of our banking technologies

[Verse 4]
And in exchange, they're gonna
Get to sell us some of their
Cooked poultry we so badly need
And it got me thinking
Woah, it got me thinking
[Chorus]
Maybe some of that cooked Chinese chicken
Gonna make it's way to his broken heart
Maybe some of that cooked Chinese chicken
Gonna make it's way to his broken heart