(I cannot take any credit/blame for the brilliant title which I have heard elsewhere before.  Also apologies for the problems i seem to be having getting the guitar accompaniment to record properly.)

 

Hey, Mr Tangerine Man

Back once more I see

Master of the land from Florida right up to Maine

And hey, Mr Tangerine Man

Scourge of refugees

With your second chance to Make the US Great Again.

 

Though I know you're not the brightest

Lamp like George Bush was before

You showed Kamala out the door

She did no better than Al Gore

And though you're careless with the law

I expect you'll get a free pass to get out of jail;

The poll was not the tightest

As all the pundits said

As you won by no short head

The US map got coloured red

But the world spectates with dread

While the Rambos to The Chief tote guns and shout “Hail!”

 

Hey, Mr Tangerine Man

Back once more I see

Master of the land from Florida right up to Maine

And hey, Mr Tangerine Man

Scourge of refugees

And now you've got your stated chance to shaft Ukraine.

 

The task that now confronts you

Is the easiest there's been

That the country's ever seen

You will wipe the ledger clean

And restore the nation's dream

From your mouth self-praises stream

For in “I” there is no “Team”

Protecting women from their bodies' choices;

What now for Netanyahu

Zelensky and the rest,

Or for NATO and the West

Your isolationist quest

That America is best

Will Putin put it to the test

As you pander to those cowboys' redneck voices.

 

Hey, Mr Tangerine Man

Back once more I see

Master of the land from Florida right up to Maine

And hey, Mr tangerine Man

Tariffs there will be

With your second chance to Make the US Great Again.