Lyrics

He talks real tough (real tough) Says he'll build it high and wide, no bluff Promised walls that touch the sky Oh no Claims that pesos will fund the stones, somehow As he stirs those crowds in every town But Mr. Orange Face, with his tales that twist and weave Yells, 'Fake news!' at every turn, in the stories that he conceives With every headline, he spouts a brand new claim Oh, the truth's been lost, in this wild political game His rants on Twitter (on Twitter) Become the nation's early morning litter 'Dishonest media', he tweets away Oh yeah Keys tapping out a storm, before the break of day In cyberspace he roams, picking his next prey He's on the stage (center stage) With his slogans and his rally-rage Chanting 'Lock her up!' in the fray Oh man Fired up folks in red hats echo every word he says Even 'Grab them by the cushy,' he's unabashed and led Now he claims to drain, The swamp he's swimming in, It's plain to see the murky waters rise Oh yeah Democracy's the price we pay, when truths are turned to lies As he shakes hands with those he ought despise