My get up and go has got up and gone.
I’m feeling so dreadfully jaded.
My vitality is at an all-time low.
To do anything I have to be persuaded.

I can’t put my finger on what’s caused it.
I was as right as rain the other week.
Then I got out of bed one day.
Thinking my outlook is terribly bleak.

Then it occurred to me, it’s all Trump’s fault.
The fool has upset the world’s stability.
He’s a liar, a scoundrel, a playground bully,
Without one ounce of grace and humility.

It’s little wonder I’m feeling fragile.
So many other people will be as well.
He started a war and an energy crisis.
Parts of the world are like a living hell.

The sooner that megalomaniac goes the better.
We need a world leader who is well-considered.
A diplomat with grace and generosity.
Not a trigger happy, pompous oaf who’s a lizard.

Bring back Barack Obama is what I say.
A man who cares for others, not himself.
Someone thoughtful and well-respected.
Come on, let’s get him back off the shelf.

We’ll aim for a world that’s stable once again.
Where conflicts are solved through negotiation.
Where people aren’t bombed and shot.
Because some despot is after an ovation.