The numbers he can't count
When he sees it his mind goes weak
The feeling of numbers wrecking up the brain
Until he just throws it and let it sink
Over $600 billion on roll
Where did it go?
How did the spending flow?
Who get it but what conditions?
He didn't say
He mumbles his numbers
He dares not even show his list
He dares not want to debate
He can only say
The nation finances is weak
Yet he doesn't shape up
He continues like he wants
He has to go
The sooner the better
The back door is never good
The nation will get sick
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