Trump and allies breed like flies,
afraid that we might realize.
They plan to take our guns away,
but we can only run away!

Maybe we'll find a way
to live and love another day?
Beneath the gamma rays.
a second sun!

The time moves on and on,
but sings a deathly song.
His voice is coarse,
his words are terse.

The future so much worse!
It cannot be reversed.
We'll die like flies,
just as they burn us up.

Proclaim in Jesus' name
to protect our civil rights!
And in the end you'll see
their utter treachery!

We run on empty tanks
our blood will fill the banks
A likely suicide
for some will come to be!

In all his infamy
He'll reign implicitly.
The glory will remain
as his theocracy!