It's 5 am on a Saturday,
The regular crowd shuffles in,
There's an anon sitting next to me
scratching his head and rubbing his chin.
Then Q says, "Anon can you dig some on Hillary,
I'm not really sure what she knows..
But she's sad and it's sweet
'cause I saw her defeat,
when I read a younger man's notes..
Give us a dig you're an anon, man.
Give us a dig for Day-shift.
We're all in the mood for some fuckery,
and you've got us feeling uptight…
Now the baker of this bread is a friend of mine,
he gives me my (you)'s for free
He quick with a joke, or a toke of some smoke,
but there's some place that he'd rather be…
He said, "Bill I believe is killing Hillary."
as the blood ran out of his face..
I'm sure I could get on at the NSA,
If I could get out of this place.
Now paul is a plane fag analyst,
He never had time for a wife.
He's digging with Davy who's still in the navy
and probably will be for life.
AOC is practicing politics
Dear God she must be stoned.
She's sipping a drink they call, Shit for brains,
cause it's better than sucking a bone…
Give us a dig you're an anon, man.
Give us a dig for Day-shift.
We're all in the mood for some fuckery,
and you've got us feeling uptight…
It's a pretty good hive for a Saturday
And the Baker gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's Q they've been coming to see
to forget about jews for a while…
And the keyboards sound like the arrest of the House
And the memes brighten everything here
As they dig for just one last notable
They say, "Man, what I doing here?"
Give us a dig you're an anon, man.
Give us a dig for Day-shift.
We're all in the mood for some fuckery,
and you've got us feeling uptight…