Courtesy of Bob B:

Some people say Joe Biden’s brain is made outta mud
A poor thinker, mind full of nonsense and crud
Nonsense and crud and progressive pap
A mind that’s a-weak and in need of a nap

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Joe’s new bill, it can’t help me ‘cause inflation grows
I’ll owe much more at the grocery store

I was born one mornin’ when the sun didn’t shine
I picked up my shovel and i walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said “well, a-bless my soul”

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Joe’s new bill, it can’t help me ‘cause inflation grows
I’ll owe much more at the grocery store

If you see Joe comin’, don’t believe his lies
The media backs him, and the common man cries
Congress has no answers, oversight is a joke
The value of the dollar has just gone up in smoke

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Joe’s new bill, it can’t help me ‘cause inflation grows
I’ll owe much more at the grocery store