In slumberland, Sleepy Joe did stray,
His woke supporters, they had their way.
But now, the clock ticks on, the day,
Their dreams of power, they must dismay.

The people rise, they shake their heads,
The lies and hate, they must be dead.
The woke mob's reign, it's finally done,
Sleepy Joe, his time has come.

The truth prevails, it shines so bright,
The woke nightmare, it's lost its fight.
The people awake, they see the light,
The end of woke, a brand new sight.

The sleepy crowd, they'll wake up soon,
Their eyes will see, their hearts will swoon.