You Loser You Fool

Mrs. Jones is in a rage
She keeps her daughter in a cage
No more boys, no more joys
Just because she’s under age
You loser, you fool
The baker boy is acting odd
He says he don’t believe in God
Smokes to much, loses touch
He’s fishing for a fishing rod
You loser, you fool
The president is in a bind
Looking for an answer he may never find
He tries his best, needs a rest
It’s wonder he don’t lose his mind
You loser, you fool