P.O.T.U.S.A. - Septagon

I see your face and I get sinister ideas

I hear you talk and i suddenly wanna break things

Can’t cope with your bullshit no more

Your arrogance and lies galore

Can someone please wake me up, 'cause this cannot be for real

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Your stupid face is everywhere

Your nonsense flooding the screens

You keep insulting you don’t care

Good-day, Mr. President, do you know the way to Disneyland

They need you there to make it great again

Or maybe instead just fuck off and di!

Hooray, Mr. President of the Unitd States of Absurdistan

You’re so full of it;

stop smoking shit!

Or maybe instead just fuck off and die!

You’re the news again and of course everything you say is great

You’re in my head again 'cause everything you say I hate

The world wold be a better place

If someone shot you into space

On a rocket that would crash in to the sun

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You fail your people and promote the rich

While it’s so obvious you’re just Putin’s bitch

Just shut your mouth and go dig a hole

Before we all will have to pay the toll!