Trump Beaten Blues | A bully, a fraud, a sad soulless cretin Track

Trump Tragedy

He wanted to be emperor, but had no clothes
Just a clown suit and red rubber nose
A stranger to the truth, a pathological liar
When he opened his mouth, beware buyer!
A bully, a fraud, a sad soulless cretin
This is the story of a man who was beaten

Skilled at scams, but in real business he failed
If he owed you cash, the check was in the mail
Loan him your money, a bankruptcy followed
Loan him your heart, a divorce you swallowed
A barrel of laughs, a dumpster full of lies
A closet full of cheap Chinese neck ties

He loved money, dictators, murderers and thugs
He loved Mr. Putin, his puppet master bud
Hated babies, gays, veterans, and blacks
Hated democracy, science, knowledge, and facts
Hated women, Mexicans, Muslims, and the Jew
Even hated himself, but that's not hard to do

He suckered his believers into Trump Institute
And they saw firsthand how he made his loot
While our sons or daughters were killed in action
He dodged the draft
All those deaths just an abstraction
He pretended to be godly for the evangelical
Told them he put a camel through the eye of a needle

He tried to sell America for a few gold coins
Made a deal with Putin to see democracy destroyed
But the people fought back and that loser failed
Our democracy survived and we sent him to jail
A bully, a fraud, a sad soulless cretin
That's the story of a man who was beaten