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Lyrics

Forty-five years of working real hard,
Chasing that dream for a golden retirement card.
But now I see, the fatigue in my bones,
The world's filled with crazies, yeah, tired of their tones.
Some of them running this great country down,
It ain’t so cool, just hard to stick around.

When the clock goes off at 8 AM,
Scares the life outta me, oh, no way out, man.
Watching the news drone on and on,
Chaos by the orange buffoon, why’s he still drawn?
Jump outta bed and face the day,
Wondering how much more he’ll screw up today.
Strange and peculiar, can’t deny,
Oh, Trump is the culprit, I raise my eyes to the sky.

Get dressed up, step outside,
Screaming at the top of my lungs, can’t abide.
What the hell is going on? This can’t be real,
I feel so ashamed, is this how we feel?
Gripped by uncertainty, lost in the fray,
The heart of our nation slowly slips away.

When the clock goes off at 8 AM,
Scares the life outta me, oh, no way out, man.
Watching the news drone on and on,
Chaos by the orange buffoon, why’s he still drawn?
Jump outta bed and face the day,
Wondering how much more he’ll screw up today.
Strange and peculiar, can’t deny,
Oh, Trump is the culprit, I raise my eyes to the sky.

And I say, hey-Hey-Hey, Donald Trump!
What the fuck are you doing to me?
Stirring the pot, getting us all riled,
Oh, you’ve got us stewing, mad as hell, huh?

Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, uh huh,
Ooh, ooh Ooh, we’re losing our way,
Fuck you, Donald and family, I shout obscure,
This isn’t the America I thought I knew, for sure.

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