The CEO of cowards is a rat.
He never was a winner – he’s a wimp.
We’re looking at a drake that has a limp.

Resembling the mean guy in a frat
who hazes with the morals of a pimp,
the CEO of cowards is a rat
(he never was a winner – he’s a wimp).

His muscles are illusion; he’s all fat.
His volume of hot air exceeds a blimp.
He’s bad like a mosquito or an imp.
The CEO of cowards is a rat.
He never was a winner – he’s a wimp.
We’re looking at a drake that has a limp.

(English Madrigal)