Speak! Shout down the man that walks
on our heads, the tiny man who calls
his purloined vision God.
His secret has been whispered and
the reeds heard:
the President has asses' ears.
Speak! Shout down the man that walks
on our heads, the tiny man who calls
his purloined vision God.
His secret has been whispered and
the reeds heard:
the President has asses' ears.