The Ballad of TACO and Elon
(apologies to Townes Van Zant)
Living on the road my friend
Was gonna keep you high and clean
Your cyber truck has skin of iron
Your breath's as hard as ketamine
You weren't South Africa's only boy
But her favorite one it seems
She began to cry when you said goodbye
And sank into your dreams
TACO was a bandit boys
His ass the biggest, not buns of steel steel
Wore his tie down over his pants
For all the honest world to reel
TACO met his match you know
In the district courts laid low
No one made sense of his lying words
That's the way it goes
All the liberal Democrats say
They should have had him any day
They had to let him hang around
In uncertainty, I suppose
Elon he can't sing the blues
All night long like he used to
The dust that TACO bit down south
Ended up in Elon's mouth
The day they laid poor TACO down
Elon split for old Capetown
Where he got the bread to go
There ain't nobody knows
All the liberal Democrats say
They should have had him any day
They had to let him hang around
In uncertainty, I suppose
Reporters tell how TACO fell
Elons's livin' in a tenuous down low
The Federal Prison's quiet and Capetown's slow
So the story ends we're told
TACO needs your jeers it's true,
But save a few for Elon too
He just did what he had to do
And can't control his urine flow
All the old gray Democrats say
They should have had him any day
And subjected him to a cell
And the story would have ended well.
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