Does he know that he’s lying

Or is he perhaps past caring?

Or has he now crossed that line

Where rights and wrongs intertwine

To a point beyond repairing?

 

Do we care if he’s telling lies?

Well, it seems that some people do;

They’ve had it up to here with him

And for the moment things look grim

For the Captain and his motley crew.

 

Could it be true he’s finally gone

Or does he plan on coming back?

His universe, where round is square,

Still holds appeal for some out there

And he gets bored when things are slack.

 

So be afraid and keep your nerve

For another dishonest campaign,

Where black is white, twice two is five,

Clapped-out porkies are still alive,

When Captain Crappy rides again.