
Trumped in my Ass (Remastered)
[Intro] One, two, three, four! Oh no — not again! It burns! It lies! It smells like spray tan! [Verse 1] He sold us “truth” in a bargain-bin grin, Thirty-four felonies and he still walks in, Pays for the silence, pays for the spin, Calls it “freedom” while the bullshit pours in. Sharpie hurricane, bleach in the brain, Every dumb sentence goes straight down the drain, Gold-plated conman on a taxpayer train, Screamin’ “I’m a genius!” while derailing the plane. [Pre-Chorus] Every day’s a fresh disgrace, Orange shitshow in a face! [Chorus] Tariffs! tantrums! treason-adjacent sass! Putin praise and diplomatic gas! Ukraine hung out while he kissed Kremlin ass! Trade war! court dates! dumb tweets! broken glass! And every time he talks I clench and crash — I think I’ve got Trumped in my ass! [Verse 2] He said he’d end wars in a day, what a joke, Then choked on dictators and swallowed the smoke, Took Putin’s side while a whole world broke, Wrapped cowardice up like a patriotic cloak. NATO this, “maybe Russia should do what they want,” Big tough man with a cowardly font, Throws allies under every bus he can flaunt, Then sells the wreckage like a beachfront haunt. [Pre-Chorus] Lies so cheap, lies so vast, Every promise expires fast! [Chorus] Tariffs! tantrums! treason-adjacent sass! Putin praise and diplomatic gas! Ukraine hung out while he kissed Kremlin ass! Trade war! court dates! dumb tweets! broken glass! And every time he talks I clench and crash — I think I’ve got Trumped in my ass! [Verse 3] Greenland, Panama, Canada too, Every map in the room says “what the hell’s wrong with you?” One-man empire from a golf-cart view, Cosplay Caesar in elevator shoes. He screams “rigged!” if he loses a game, Sets fire to facts then cries about blame, Turns every hearing to a circus of shame, Then asks for applause like we’re all the same. [Bridge / Breakdown] Hey! Red hat zombies in a dead-end trance, Cheerin’ for the clown while he picks their pants, Billionaire messiah with a diapered stance, And they still line up for the idiot dance! [Last Verse] So here’s to the voters who still scream his name, You watched every lie and came back just the same, If boots could think, you’d be hard to explain, A cult of denial with a grievance for a brain. You saw the fraud, the greed, the slime, The whining, the crimes, the endless pantomime, If this is your hero, you’re wasting my time — You’re not “patriots,” you’re suckers in a line! [Final Chorus] Tariffs! tantrums! treason-adjacent sass! Putin praise and diplomatic gas! Ukraine hung out while he kissed Kremlin ass! Trade war! court dates! dumb tweets! broken glass! Whole damn country gettin’ whiplash fast — I think I’ve got Trump in my ass! Yeah, I think I’ve got Trump in my ass! I THINK I’VE GOT TRUMPED IN MY ASS! [Outro] ... ...dude whats that orange thing coming out of your ass? I know.... Its the worst fucking shit I ever experienced.

