I talked to my boss the other day
He said ‘How you’re doing?’ ‘Well, OK
But how about this toxic atmosphere?’
He said ‘What’s your problem?’
You, my dear
I said to a DJ ‘Here’s my tune’
He said he would listen pretty soon
So now I am waiting year by year
He said ‘What’s your problem?’
You, my dear
You’re my problem, dear
I wrote to a guy named Zuckerberg
He seemed rather nice, but what a jerk
I said ‘You are misinforming me’
He said ‘Well you know
At least it’s free.’
You’re my problem, dear
I figured I’d finally make a fist
Replied to a rightwing populist
He sent in the trolls to finish me
I said ‘That’s the last
You’ll hear from me’
You’re my problem, dear