Cult 45 (feat. Bill Ryan)

Amazing disgrace Grind us into the ground No less, we stand at evil hand Amazing disgrace Poverty in pandemic Hands stretching Not enough advanced medics Unplanned headaches Kids taking cam lessons Government sends grants collected Panel questions Pamphlets pressed to promote this man's election While he quiets this scientist to show his mind is big His name's a requirement on the check to show who's writing it While we battle disease and climate shift Him and his pals pull a heist and got diamonds to split A rocket to the moon's his getaway plan While the nation stands tasting sand All the promises in their vacant hands Cause they can't see a fake man through the spray tan And rose tinted Ray Bans Only the hatred of man as waves chant Make America Great Again Lady Liberty holds her head in shame When justice is on the backburner And the melting pots held over a hot flame Amazing disgrace Grind us into the ground No less, we stand at evil hand Amazing disgrace Jim Jones, the Cult Leader Pushing fluoridated Kool-Aid, it ain't his fault either It's depressing they've accepted A man obsessed with power as their president Because they think their oppressed when it's insane in fact No question, he's a scumbag, megalomaniac I ain't feeling the ambiance these zombies want We're overrun with the commie ones to the Nazi punks That wanna see us ousted to Auschwitz But y'all push genocide because Wendy's crowded People treating ethnicity like it's a brand name Like the white guy's the Nike guy, it's a damn shame If big bills don't profit dude, they demand change They want it so when dice roll, it lands they same Parades for masters love they only time they wave flags and guns So, Coke smuggles audio 'cause this dope's the most trafficked drug Amazing disgrace Grind us into the ground No less, we stand at evil hand Amazing disgrace A thousand miles an hour in the opposite direction You said you're freedom routed, now you call for insurrection Even Bush denounced the racists if I trust my recollection Now we squabble over who can best divide our own attention Preying on the prejudice to buy the rural minds Leaving farmers out to dry amidst already trying times Commute to goons who backed you with the highest level crimes Cult 45, read between the fucking lines