Trumpy had a facial scar And J.D. was a racist They were all in love with dyin' They were doing it in Texas Trump played politics Like a kid out in the rain Then he almost lost his ear in Butler He was dancing with a train They were all in love with dyin' They were drinking from a fountain That was pouring like an avalanche Coming down the mountain
I don't mind the sun sometimes The images it shows I can taste you on my lips And smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary And softly spoken lies You never know just how to look Through other people's eyes
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