There is a site for looney lefty losers
A place where they commiserate and cry
It's kind of like their own insane asylum
We all know why
They think that Scumbag Clinton was a hero
Their heads they keep right up their you know where
They still count chads that they say they've discovered
They think we care
Underground…underground…it's the place they like to play
The RAT Underground…underground…it's there they hide away
Each one of them's a freak who is unbalanced
No medication works that they've yet found
You know it in your guts…that every RAT is nuts
They do not dare appear in public…they stay underground
Underground…underground…it's the place they like to play
The RAT Underground…underground…it's there they hide away
We do not think that they'll come to their senses
Without a brain it's hard to be profound
You know it in your guts…that every RAT is nuts
They do not dare appear in public…they stay underground