Phil Ochs – Heres To The State Of Donny J Trump (Guitar)

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In the shadow of his border wall the devil draws no line

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Drain his shallow swamp and nameless bodies you bwill find

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All his friends in Russia have hid a thousand crimes

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The calendar is lying when it reads the present time

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Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

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Donny J. Trump find your self another country to be part of

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Her's to the rallies of Donny J. Trump

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Where they're teachin all the children that they don't have to care

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All the rudiments of hatred are present everywhere

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And every single rally is a factory of despair

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There's nobody learnin' such a forgein word as fair

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Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

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Donny J. Trump find your self another country to be part of

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Here's to the heart of Donny J. Trump

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You remind me of my daughter lets go rolling in the hay

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Now sign this secret document so you can't have your say

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He lies to everyboby just so he can have his way

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Corruption can be classic in the Donny J. Trump way

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Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

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Donny J. Trump find your self another country to be part of

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Here's to the churches of Donny J. Trump   (and the evangelist)

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Where the cross once made of silver, now is caked with rust

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The Sunday morning sermons pander to their lust

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Oh the fallen face of Jesus is choking in the dust

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And heaven only knowes in which God they can trust

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Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

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Donny J. Trump find your self another country to be part of

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Here's to the White House of Donny J. Trump

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In the swamp of all their treason their always bobbing down

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And criminals are posing as advisors to the crown

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They hope that no one sees the sights and no one heres the sounds

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And the speeches of the president are the ravings of a clown

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Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

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Donny J. Trump find your self another country to be part of