There's a little black spot on the sun today
That's my soul up there.
It's the same old thing as yesterday
That's my soul up there.
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
That's my soul up there.
There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop
That's my soul up there.
There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out (or at least they should be)!!
There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt
There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread
I've stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain.
I guess I'm always hoping that (M'erica) would end this reign,
But it's our (USA) destiny to be the king of pain.
FUCK TRUMP, FUCK the New World order BS and FUCK conspiracy theories!!
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