[political] “Big Man, Small Hands” (trump)

“Big Man, Small Hands” (Verse 1) Oh, the man with the golden tower, Back again, drunk with power. Sold us lies, called it a win, How’d we end up here again? He shouts “fake news!” when the truth gets near, Feeds on ignorance and hate and fear. He played the game, and he played it dirty, Now we’re stuck for four more years….. [interlude, spoken] I can’t… I can’t… [sigh] [silence] [clears throat] [inhale] (Chorus) Big man, small hands, building castles out of sand, Spins his lies like a carousel, selling his gold plated brand. Big man, small hands, the con is bold, the plan is grand, But some of us see through the smoke And know just what he’s got planned (Verse 2) He gamed the nation, exploited flaws, The courts made him above the law, Directing hatred, dodging blame, The show goes on—it’s all a game. He fooled the folks with his snake-oil charm, Shook every hand with a hidden arm. A card up his sleeve, a smirk on his face, We’ve been conned again — it’s a disgrace! (Chorus) Big man, small hands, building castles out of sand, Spins his lies like cotton candy, stamped with his tarnished brand Big man, small hands, waving flags he’ll never understand, We’ll be cleaning up this mess long after his term ends (Bridge) Four more years of the same old tricks, Four more years of incompetence, . The truth’s been drowned, the facts erased, But history’s not a static place… (Chorus) Big man, small hands, building castles out of sand, Spins his lies like a carousel, selling tickets to his brand. Big man, small hands, waving flags he doesn’t understand, We’ll be cleaning up his mess long after he’s been banned. (Outro) We have a front row view of the nation’s end… Watchin it burn….. watchin it burn..: Caught in the wake of this grifting hack. Big man, small hands, but we won’t… go… back! Big man, small hands, small brain, big plans Big man Big plans Big man, small hands, building castles out of sand, Spins his lies like cotton candy, stamped with his tarnished brand Big man, small hands, waving flags he’ll never understand, We’ll be cleaning up this mess long after his term ends (Big man small hands)