And the idiots rose up against The Farrow and cried
Tore off their masks and roared “Let my people die!”
And the Orange Messiah passed out pills and bleach
And everyone agreed “great again” was within reach

And they came with their guns
And even some with hair buns
And all the Karens and Jaspers
Were cheering from the rafters
And some nebbishy patricians
Were signing their petitions
To please their voter base
By appealing to their race

And as they caught and spread infection
Orange Messiah canceled the election
And called the idiots to insurrections
Promised free Cheetos and police protection

And so the virus spread and spread
Until there were millions dead
And all the supply chains collapsed in dread
And couldn’t get the people fed

And that was just the early crisis
Idiocracy spread just like the virus
To every corner of the earth
And every nation sputtered and lurched

And the idiots rose up against the Farrow and cried
Tore off their masks and roared “Let my people die!”
And the Orange Messiah passed out pills and bleach
And everyone agreed “great again” was within reach

So kiss farewell to the well-mannered plutocracy
And wave hello to the global Idiocracy
                        

When you're young you represent
When you're older body pain
Ancient corpulent madonnas
Try to tap into your brain
What I need is Beatle boots
And a jaunty little hat
All I want is one last toot
And to seem a groovy cat

Where have all the hipsters gone?
Real hipsters every one
Digging Miles illicit smiles
High at all of Lenny's trials
Real hipsters way back then
Type of hipsters started trends
Then ignored the hoi polloi
Type of hipsters brought the joy

Not your Marin mothers’ hipsters
True Lord Buckley language flippers
Not your well kept beard and stash
Maybe drunken trailer trash
Didn't need no damned tattoos
Didn't need no fashion rules
One if by madness two by pain
Weren’t no pose and weren’t no game