He’s killed a hundred thousand,
now he’s hiding behind one.
He told us from the start
he could shoot someone with a gun.
We thought that was hyperbole,
and gave it ‘what the heck.’
But now here he is kneeling down
on half the country’s neck.
He’d kill us all, just look at him.
You’ll see it in his face.
The only thing he needs to do
is spare his loyal base.
The white supremes and Boogaloos,
this country’s underbelly,
are seen with arms at protests
if you just turn on your telly.
The MAGA boys and lock-up girls
are all hot air and smarmy.
But underneath their cover lies
a snarling racist army.
He plays to crowds of people
whom he wouldn’t even touch.
And yet they do his bidding
like they need his evil crutch.
If vote-by-mail does not sail,
this could be our last election.
Defeat this clown or we go down.
Faster than One Direction.