In the final verse as Biden and Trump argue with each other over some nonsense, you can see George Habash roll in his grave until he rises from the dead just to interrupt them:
I'VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH YOU TWO PHILISTINES [only his head sticking out of the grave]
FIGHTING FOR ANOTHER CHANCE TO BOMB MY FILASTIN! [he climbs out of his grave]
METHINKS YOUR PEOPLE SHOULD SHARPEN THEIR GUILLOTINES,
'CAUSE THE OLDEST PRESIDENTS THAT AMRIKA'S SEEN
ARE STANDING HERE, BICKERING LIKE THEY'RE PRE-A-TEENS!
Now the Doctor's in the House so there's no need to panic
Or get your fans all melodramatic with their semiautomatics
Heh... Xitting "Oh how tragic!", you munitions-funding-addicts
Spending every depression manic-
-ally turning funds to guns, welfare to weapons Greatly Satanic
Why don't you call that stage magic!
"Too soon"?
Yet another shooting will happen by noon
Four score more in Ghazza'll die while you just sit and goon
And what are you planning, filling your Cabinet with silver spoons
While Muslims go without food, regardless of the state of the moon?
Now, I'm a Christian myself, but Jesus turned water to wine
He didn't turn the water toxic, did he, like you did in East Palestine
[Biden: It's pronounced "Pal-uh-STEEN"]
Oh sorry, was I being too mean?
Is saying shit wrong more sacred to you, than your own Nazarene?
Al-Hakeem
Is here with his new diagnosis
And it would seem
Your land is on the verge of mitosis
A "national divorce" is what ol' Marjorie said,
You're on the verge of parting the states into the blue and the red!
Well I'm red, well-read, more re(a)d than you'd ever know
And if you wanna keep al-Lidd on this sitch, then you better go
And FUCK OFF, both you two Unpopular Affronts,
And let the working people rule, instead of you old, useless—
'Cause if there's one truth self-evident, since my land was ruled by Turks
It's that a two state solution...
DOESN'T! FUCKING! WORK!
[WHO WON! WHO'S NEXT! YOU DECIDE!]
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