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Donald Trump's America

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CHORUS: What’s he got on you That’s got you turning blue? What’s he got on you That’s got you turning blue? That weekend in Moscow, 2013 Did you star in a film for the KGB? Did she get you chains? Did you cry like a girl? President Trump, it’s the fate of the world CHORUS: What’s he got on you That’s got you turning blue? What’s he got on you That’s got you turning blue? Now President Trump, visage lacquered with gold Does he got you on tape? Was she fourteen years old? President Trump, these old bombs ain’t toys Or does he got you on tape with a horse and a boy? CHORUS: What’s he got on you That’s got you turning blue? What’s he got on you That’s got you turning blue? Donald and Vladimir got their fingers on their buttons Now you can press yours, turn the world into nothing But you better act fast ‘cause he’s gonna hit play It’s the fate of the world on that videotape
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We wanted brotherhood We wanted truth We wanted wanted nothing more than what you said was due We wanted dignity We wanted love You gave us endless war and Donald Fucking Trump To the streets Take it to the streets To the streets CHORUS: Big talk No clue No shame and no excuse Tin-pot Ill-bred We’ve seen how these things end We wanted sanity The rule of law You gave us promises as bankrupt as the Taj We wanted decency We wanted trust You gave us Bannon, Flynn, and Donald Fucking Trump To the streets Take it to the streets To the streets CHORUS: Sick thoughts Sick men The sick fuck is all pretense Sentence first Verdict next And we’ve seen how these things end Oh, don’t forget it It’s heaven to be young and in the streets CHORUS: Thin skin Fat gut The vainglory is all a front Sentence first But you’re next ‘Cause we know how this will end Let me hear you sisters Let me hear you brothers Let me hear you sing it from the rooftops To your fathers and your mothers It’s heaven to be in the streets
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Fair Game 03:14
First he warned you It would begin Way back last summer before your breathing was a sin Now white’s become black And the rage has turned red Summertime’s over, darling, summertime is dead CHORUS: Sorry darling, but you’re fair game Come tomorrow I’ll be fair game Come tomorrow, come tomorrow, come what may I’ll take your hand and walk beside you And let love light the way They told you clearly What they would do You won’t believe it till the gunsight’s fixed on you Something got broken Something got loose Now everything’s possible, darling, and nothing’s ever true CHORUS: Sorry darling, but you’re fair game Come tomorrow I’ll be fair game Come tomorrow, come tomorrow, come what may I’ll take your hand and walk beside you And let love light the way What’s true What’s right Won’t change Won’t die A fair game? It’s no game CHORUS: Sorry darling, but you’re fair game Come tomorrow I’ll be fair game Come tomorrow, come tomorrow, come what may I’ll take your hand and walk beside you And let love light the way
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I don’t have the right, you say To call a spade a spade Peroxide blondes, cluster bombs And the full force of the state CHORUS: Do you take me for a fool? I always could see through Do you take me for a fool? For seeing the essential truth An outer-borough accent Your father loved you less You got Milton Berle’s thumbs? Now that’s a good one When you compensate, you’re the best CHORUS: Do you take me for a fool? I always could see through Do you take me for a fool? For seeing the essential truth Now you’re basking in the click-click-clicking of the camera flashes And the lick, lick, licking of the kissing asses And they’re piss, piss, pissing on Obama’s mattress And you’ve almost flown away CHORUS: Do you take me for a fool? I always could see through Do you take me for a fool? For seeing the essential truth
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Days of Rage 04:42
Oh oh, oh oh, the sands and winds of time Have blown me over and they’re haunting you You count the years gone by as you clutch a photograph That brings you closer to your vanished youth Now close your eyes and dream your dreams Let nothing wake you from your sleep Let nothing break your fantasies And all that long-dead history CHORUS: Melt down, burn to the ground Open the top and let it all pour out That dead hand, still in command Pulling you back to the promised land You took six Ativan and a rosary But your little girl’s still going Symbionese That dead hand, still in command It always and ever will be Days of rage Days of rage So take us homeward to those days you remember Where birds are singing and the church rings its bells White picket fences dot the land of milk and honey So you can hate your neighbor as you hate yourself Now close your eyes and dream your dreams The soothing tones from the TV A Tanqueray, fluoxetine And all those garbled memories CHORUS: Melt down, burn to the ground Open the top and let it all pour out That dead hand, still in command Pulling you back to the promised land You took two Demerol and a box of myrrh But you still wake up with your feelings hurt That dead hand, still in command It always and ever will be Days of rage Days of rage You pour a shot The fuse is burning You pour a shot, you pour a shot, you pour a shot, you pour a… And when you come around, the world’s still burning down Can’t recognize it, what this country has become You close your eyes, you’re numb inside You’ll throw the whole vial down tomorrow Till it’s 1963 Days of rage Days of rage Days of rage Days of rage

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released August 7, 2020

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