Mr. President

by Inge Berge

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America 2016
The country wanted change
so we elected a child king
a petulant TV star

Cracked screens guide us well
tthrough our own inner hell
Burned our choices at the primary stake
No bread left but there’s orange cake

Midwest factories closing down
Pennies to the Wall street crown
Fear and hope is everything
Watching what the fat cats bring


Ooh Mr. President
Ooh Mr. President
You’re so so good at money games
please deliver us from shame


Follow you we burn and riot
hate the blacks but we never say it
Look to you to build the wall
The die is cast we’ll never fall

Undesireables voting, voting
Toxic TV gloating gloating
demagogue is bragging, spinning
Left elites can’t see who’s winning

Ooh Mr. President
Ooh Mr. President
You’re so so good at money games
please deliver us from shame


Open up the coal mines
White people want their jobs
Black smoke from the chimneys
protection from brown mobs
We could use a joker
We’ve lost on inside straights
We want an unhinged madman
to lead these united states

Oooh Mr President
Oooh Mr President

We want plastic made in America
We want China out of the game
We want a madman tweeting bullshit
he knows where to place the blame
We want a turkey in every oven
We want a muslim in every sack
We want to kiss the ass of America
She ain’t never coming back


Oooh Mr President
Oooh Mr President


Oooh Mr. President
Ooh Mr. President
You’re so so good at money games
please deliver us from shame

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released November 25, 2016
Inge Berge - eveyrything xcept
Kascia Murray - b vox

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