[Verse 1] A nation bows to the altar of trash A fool's golden god that needs to be smashed Lips always pursed spewing rhetoric In the simplest of terms so the simple gets tricked
[Chorus] And it makes me fucking sick And it makes me fucking sick
[Verse 2] A nation drinks from the stream of shit Proudly they cheer as they fall for it A con artist dictator that loves a slogan America, from damaged to broken
[Chorus] And it makes me fucking sick And it makes me fucking sick And it makes me fucking sick And it makes me fucking sick
[Outro] You charlatan fuck You charlatan fuck No way to defend You charlatan fuck We'll celebrate your endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.