(To the tune of "Cat Scratch Fever")
Well I don't know why
You don’t understand
The President is Satan’s child
And if he’s reelected
I know what I’ll do
The hate is driving me wild
Because I’m bat shit crazy
Bat shit crazy
God, guts and guns
Made this country great
I don’t care what you say
I’ll shout you down
And stomp on your face
All you commies will pay
Because I’m bat shit crazy
Bat shit crazy
I love to kill things
With my big ol’ gun
But Obama wants to take it away
It makes a grown man cryin' cryin'
All I see is red
They call me a hater
But I don’t care
It gets my name in the news
If you disagree
There’s only one thing to do
Watch me light the fuse
Because I’m bat shit crazy
Bat shit crazy
