Livin in the city of New Lost Cause
The idiot King , Wakes Monday morning
Fifteen tweets and fifteen broken laws
Three bald faced lies and twenty-five clouds forming
All along the Donald's odyssey
He pulls facts out of his ass
And rolls along past the House, Senate, and Court
Passin' orders that have no names
And threatens millions of old black men
And the graveyards of all the founding fathers
You're mourning, America
How are you?
Say don't you know me? I'm your native son
I'm the guy who lost Medicare and Liberty
And I'll be gone without Health Care when the day is done
Dealin' card games in your black limo bulletproof car
Three shots missed but no ones keepin' score
Pass the paper bag that holds the Big Macs
Feel the wheels rumblin' 'neath the floor
And the sons of bitches keep bitchin
And the sons of billionaires
Ride their father's magic carpet made of steel
Mothers with their babes asleep
Are rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of chaos is all they feel
You're mourning, America
How are you?
Say don't you know me? I'm your native son
I'm the guy that lost Medicare and Liberty
And I'll be gone without Health Care when the day is done
Nighttime in the city of New Lost Cause
Changing course with tariffs, goodness me
Half way house, we'll be closed by morning
Through the threatening darkness
Rolling down to the sea
But all the towns and people seem
To fade into a bad dream
And MAGA Nuts still ain't heard the news
The Chief Justice repeats his orders
The deportees might be citizens
But Trump wants them singing the disappearing blues
You're mourning, America
How are you?
Say don't you know me? I'm your native son
I'm the guy who lost Medicare and Liberty
And I'll be gone without Health Care when the day is done