My apologies to Hook and Silverstein

[cnoocy]

[guitars warming up]
Hey Mike!

Hey Donald! Tell ‘em who you are!

Well, I’m a big lie-slinger, I got grabby fingers
I break laws everywhere I go
I rant about racist nonsense at $10,000 a show

I say all kinds of swill to gimme all kinds of thrills
But the thrill I’ve never known
Is the thrill that’ll getcha when you get your picture
On the body of the Roger Stone


Suggestions for rhymes in the chorus appreciated.