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Least Popular

Hey, Mr. Least Popular! Self-proclaimed man of the people you are Rode on a grassroots movement to the White House, but who was the man who drove the getaway car? Hey, Mr. Populist! Somehow you won with the least popular vote Electronic voodoo got the job done, but who was the man who killed the ritual scapegoat? Hey, Mr. AZ! That's you, Mr. Aristocratic Zorro Got your blade gleaming bright red, your faithful companion, sword Electoral Didn't know you had Mexican in you, didn't know you had Haitian too Didn't know, but they all gonna know, the least popular guy is now running the show Hey, Mr. Least Popular! Self-proclaimed man of the people say ye Rickshawed on a rice movement to the White House, but who's the man, behind the bamboo curtains, no one can see? Hey, Mr. Populist! Somehow you won with fewer votes than the other one had Beating the shaman drums got the job done, but who's the man in the vault holding the money bag? Hey, Mr. B Czar! That's you, Mr. Bankruptcy king Got your vows gleaming bright gold, yourself you do wed with this Electoral ring Didn't know you had Native American in you, didn't know you had Asian too Didn't know, but they all gonna know, the least popular guy is now running the show

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