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'' You're Jailed, Guess Who's Running Free ''
When the great king of spin,
Had supporters believing,
This election he'd win,
He was actually deceiving,
If you look to within,
Your accounts he's relieving,
Yet still you refuse to agree.
The election was lost,
Despite what he says,
Now it's come at a cost,
All he wants is your praise,
A line has been crossed,
It's the end of his days,
What is it the blind cannot see?
While talking such dross,
Through the filth he scoured,
His behaviour, though gross,
Your actions empowered,
He cannot accept loss,
That's the mark of a coward,
Yet with him, you still want to be?
His actions were uncouth,
Yet you followed his lies,
Now you'll face the truth,
The very thing he denies,
As you stand in the booth,
He'll collect his prize,
He'll be nestling under a tree.
While you he's inciting,
To carry out his will,
He just loves disuniting,
It's all part of his drill,
He finds it exciting,
You wrecked Capitol Hill,
Ask yourself, where was he?
Of violence the bearer,
You followed his ask,
While you made that error,
He wore a mask,
Committing acts of terror,
Was your cowardly task,
He'll claim, nothing to do with me.
He'll face deselection,
While you beg contrition,
For the crime of insurrection,
You will face perdition,
Looking back on reflection,
The judge's rendition,
' You're Jailed, Guess Who's Running Free '
Had supporters believing,
This election he'd win,
He was actually deceiving,
If you look to within,
Your accounts he's relieving,
Yet still you refuse to agree.
The election was lost,
Despite what he says,
Now it's come at a cost,
All he wants is your praise,
A line has been crossed,
It's the end of his days,
What is it the blind cannot see?
While talking such dross,
Through the filth he scoured,
His behaviour, though gross,
Your actions empowered,
He cannot accept loss,
That's the mark of a coward,
Yet with him, you still want to be?
His actions were uncouth,
Yet you followed his lies,
Now you'll face the truth,
The very thing he denies,
As you stand in the booth,
He'll collect his prize,
He'll be nestling under a tree.
While you he's inciting,
To carry out his will,
He just loves disuniting,
It's all part of his drill,
He finds it exciting,
You wrecked Capitol Hill,
Ask yourself, where was he?
Of violence the bearer,
You followed his ask,
While you made that error,
He wore a mask,
Committing acts of terror,
Was your cowardly task,
He'll claim, nothing to do with me.
He'll face deselection,
While you beg contrition,
For the crime of insurrection,
You will face perdition,
Looking back on reflection,
The judge's rendition,
' You're Jailed, Guess Who's Running Free '
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`` You`re Jailed, Guess Who`s Running Free ``
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