The tearful will bow, they'll stand over the grave while the rest will salute with the one finger wave Some will be happy while others will mourn and there will be those who bathe in the scorn The despot is dead he's pushing up daisies but there's a fresh bumper-crop of the morally hazy With a blueprint for hate tightly clenched in their hand they arrive at the gate to take over the brand Aren't Americans tired from all of the hate? and the false empty promise to make America great. Is America ready to turn the dark page and be reliably steady on the world stage The despot is dead he's pushing up daisies but there's a fresh bumper-crop of the ethically lazy With a blueprint for hate tightly clenched in their hand they arrive at the gate to take over the brand None of us want a a lying pig in the pulpit calling out others for being the culprit We don't need another race-baiting liar a grifting, corrupt constitution denier The despot is dead he's pushing up daisies but there's a fresh bumper-crop of the mournfully crazy With a blueprint for hate tightly clenched in their hand they arrive at the gate to take over the brand