The Old Man whines
Like an old lady getting cold
Eyes may have lost its sight
Yet his mind still never get tired
The words he spins
It's all about one race
Losing it all he says
When he was out of office
He is good at his rate
He doesn't care he will burn the house
He only spins on his race
Afraid the losses will ruin
The causes and losses of his reign
The Old Man doesn't seem to remember
He only spins his tale on his race
Losing it all he says
The trouble with the Old Man
He always thinks of a race
He doesn't think of his consequences
Even the nation as a whole
Once he was a master of his game
Now the voters told him to forget
His age has caught up with him
He better prays hard and doing good deeds
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