Bare Handed

Every empire falls, there’s not a one that’s lasted,

A state has an expiry date, and yours has slithered past it

It happened to us once , and soon you’ll join us in the wreckage

Your influence is fucked your credibility is lessened

Make enemies of friends and you suck up to dictators

Brag about your bombs but you’ll only devastate us

With a tanked economy and a trade war that’s not needed

And tariffs on the borders just for headlines for the readers

Of the press – If I can call them press but really that’s a joke

Just a propaganda outlet for the racist redneck volk

“He’s a big tough guy, and he’ll make us great again”

Bullshit, he’s a moron, and you’re going down the drain

All his lackies they’re investigated, for fraud and collusion

And he fornicates with porn stars, cos his marriage is illusion
It almost made me numb to all the stories that kept breaking

At how fucking dumb a nation gets when it’s mistaken

In choosing an orangutan to try and run the country

He’s a moron not a politician, don’t you understand he

Only tears things down, can’t build things up not even when he

Says he’ll build a wall, he’s screwed you all, you’re just like Stormy

But I’m not numb no more, what  provoked me into rage is

When I heard the screaming of the kids you put in cages

Crying for their mothers and for help and they’re just babies

“They’re not cages they’re just wire and concrete summer camps to stay in”

Then you have the nerve to start to play the fucking victim

When some privileged white bitch gets grief at dinner, she’s evicted

“That’s just not polite the restaurant it should be shut down”

Fuck you, you’re a joke, and every tyrant ends up cut down

You spent the last three years saying “Toughen up you snowflakes”

Now you whine and cry, you dish it out but cannot  even take

words aimed back at you, you weakling moron traitor

Oh was I rude?  Well as of now I’m glad to be a hater

“It’s their fault we took their kids cos they’re all undocumented”

We see right through your rhetoric we know that what you meant is

We don’t want them in the country cos their skin is kind of brown

And they speak another language, they won’t fit into our town

“The left are so damned rude and they claim to be so tolerant”

Well that’s our fault so far, now I’ll say that I’m belligerent

Cos reason only works when your foe is reasonable

And reason doesn’t penetrate the Fox and Breitbart bubble

We see where you are headed, and we recognise each lie

When a cage becomes a summercamp and arbeit fucking macht frei

But this will pass, it always does, dictators always tumble

And the marching feet of demonstraters make a building rumble

Of thunder in the cities and you’re gonna face the fighting

Cos you cannot have the thunder without a bolt of lightning

Freedom’s terminally ill now, and the future world is urging

You to sort the country out, you need to book a surgeon
Cut deep and cut right now, because I heard the rumour

The USA is sick, and Donald Trump

He is the tumour.