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Ohhh..., things..., to do
What's left, right and new
Ole Wuhan Mohan's got us, locked down skewed
Locked down tight, tight for this cue
[Ch]
But, Iiiiii... ... I, I'm with my, sweet Angle (2x)
We can't tell if, our hot sweat
Is the fever of our weaving, or our cleaving fit...
Ohhh..., things..., to do still
Put on a movie, by mistake was porn
And still locked down tight, now more rash worn
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Uncle Sam sent us, sent us a Grand
And we thought, now?, what's left to do
Bed's soaked with sweat, so many regrets
And the National Guard, M16'd our pets
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But, I...i i i i i... ... I, I'm with my, sweet Angle (2x)
Now Hash is legal, with money's for nothing
And with my sweet Angle, lying next to me
But we're American, no, this just can't be
How, how, how could it be
Could it be years of harrassment, so proud so loud
Swore they'd get'em out, anyway laud
Pillotzi, Shoe-mer, Shift and the rest
They killed your family, but you feathered that wreck
Unintended consequences, who now do you blame
You'll cheer if he dies, then who will you name
To build not destroy, and not puppet lame
Oh don't worry, Comrad, China's sending help,
Guatamala, Nicaragua, and Mexico yelp
How many next times, will we get
What could we do, if we all met
With intelligent conversation
No more talking off ledges,
No, no more, cnn nations
The men of '38, why did they die
And all the strange fruit, hung from trees tried
And indigenous people, too faught cried and died
Maybe we don't deserve this land, and we die in our pride
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My lips crack on your cold heart
My fingers burn at the touch of your hips
My heart breaks, on your empty whole
I need to love you anyway, I need your love to carry me..., today
And every day ... 4x
I see your scent, and I burn with glee
I feel your breath and my skin tingles free
My heart breaks, on your empty whole
But I need to love you, anyway..., I need your love to carry me..., today
And every day ... 4x
You see as I say, you shouldn’t be mess’n
With a dusty old man ain’t got no gold
You think your bold, and the one who wounds
Mary Mallon thought the same, truth be told
The worst think they'll win,
Drink, each others Gin
Laugh and plan, to kill all your Kin
But Death is the one to always win
This dusty old man, that ain't got no, gold [2x]
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Mr. Mayhem came to town, just to fool around
He threw out a virus, to cause so much chaos
Mr. Mayhem, came to town 2x
So he set upon us, what we thought was a virus
And quarantined us all, and all among us
Mr. Mayhem, came to town 2x
What we didn't understand, what we didn't know
Was that the virus, it was bogus
Not what intended by him to kill us
Mr. Mayhem, came to town 2x
No, what he knew would work, since watched all our fighting and fuss
Is that once joined togther, all families in rows among us
Was we'd kill each other well, in the homes that we dwell
Mr. Mayhem, came to town 2x
When all came to an end, and the rest came to mend
All they found were empty houses, full of corpse again, and again
When Mr. Mayhem, came, to, town...
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Praise him, ye mountains of Appalacia;
Your cheers be the dew and the rain;
Your forests and straths, let the calming winds
Unburden if any grief remain.
Praise him, you warm-hearted clansmen,
And cheer for a kinsman so true
The pride of the Highlands, the valiant President
Will ever come back to you.
O, cheer for the mighty in battle,
Do not lift you the Coronach strain;
For Donald, the Hero, of deathless fame,
Will ever come back again.
Cheer him, you sons of donkeys,
You Fake-news on many a shore;
A patriot-warrior, fearless of foe,
Has swollen to rise and more.
O cherish this Trump in glory
On Omdurman's death-stricken plain,
His glance like the eagle's, his heart like the lion's
His laurels a nation's gain.
Do not wail for this mighty in battle,
Loud lift you the enemies Coronach strain;
For Donald, the Hero, of deathless fame,
Will ever come back again.
O rest thee, brave heart, in your splendor,
Forgotten shall ne'er be thy name;
The love and the mercy of Heaven be thine;
Our love you must ever claim.
To us you are Donald the Hero,
The chivalrous, dauntless, and true;
The hills and the glens, and the hearts of a nation,
Re-echo that wail for you.
Do not wail for this mighty in battle,
Loud lift you the enemies Coronach strain;
For President Trump, the Hero, of deathless fame,
Will ever come back again.
... sixteen, more years, minimum indeed,
Ivanka, Eric and then Baron too.
And when all is said and done so well,
Let sweet sweet Melania, let Melania too.
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Fear is in the room..., hear with me,
Says hello..., I say high back
Stares and stares and stares at me
I just, look at'em back
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I..., shall not fear...
I..., shall not fear...
No tears or tares or swares from me,
I, shall not fear...
Fear is near and dare to me
But no, we're not friends,
I use'em as much as eeh uses me
Don't let no stabing in, the, back, you see
[Ch]
I used to care, I used to bare
Now I just rip it all bare you see
To many times, to many cuts
I don't let any of it, drive me nuts
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released April 1, 2020
