We Are Great Again
We Are Great Again - Billy Simons, Jr. (Hear the song on Youtube)
We Are Great Again
Billy Simons, Jr.
Oh say can you see what I see
The future ain’t what it used to be
And I’m not proud of anything
That I have seen tonight
So tell me ‘bout that flag you wave
And what your bumper stickers say
And how you parse apart your faith
Who's seated on the right?
So dress up in your suit and tie
And say your thank yous real polite
And raise your arm out to the sky
Your fuhrer is your friend
And when that grifter steps in shit
They lick his boots from heel to tip
Or feel the rath of all of it
Praise Jesus Christ amen
Cause now we’re great again
Dissolve the law and federal courts
Defund the peer reviewed reports
Retract the hand that feeds the poor
The hungry ones can’t speak
So raise a glass to business whores
The autocrats and saboteurs
And text the world about your wars
Let flow your whiskey leaks
Berate the south, invade the north
And conquer all impoverished shores
Identify and then extort
All those who lack defense
Forget the Paine of Common Sense
We reign with our incompetence
And designate all immigrants
As sick and evil men
But now… we’re great again
Then Francis Key tries to explain
That freedom’s not a first class train
Your red hat cannot be exchanged
As credit toward your rent
The land of all the free’s a lie
So where do all the brave reside
The bombs are bursting through the sky
That’s where your money went
A modern Betsy Ross has made
A flag that fascists celebrate
Our motto now commemorates
The sword above the pen
No we are not inspired hosts
Your huddled and your tired folks
Are propaganda for our shows
And we are not your friend
But now… we’re great again
Now weakness is admitting wrong
So do your part and play along
The showroom on the White House lawn
Would make your grandad proud
So tell me who needs enemies
When you've got Fox and friends like these
Who spend the daytime on their knees
In service to the crown
We bow down to the motorcades
With banners and our boat parades
The emperor we celebrate’s
Not wearing anything
That starry spangled banner waves
Goodbye to golden yesterdays
The ramparts now have all been raised
To clearly represent
That now... somehow... we are great again
We Are Great Again
Billy Simons, Jr.
Oh say can you see what I see
The future ain’t what it used to be
And I’m not proud of anything
That I have seen tonight
So tell me ‘bout that flag you wave
And what your bumper stickers say
And how you parse apart your faith
Who's seated on the right?
So dress up in your suit and tie
And say your thank yous real polite
And raise your arm out to the sky
Your fuhrer is your friend
And when that grifter steps in shit
They lick his boots from heel to tip
Or feel the rath of all of it
Praise Jesus Christ amen
Cause now we’re great again
Dissolve the law and federal courts
Defund the peer reviewed reports
Retract the hand that feeds the poor
The hungry ones can’t speak
So raise a glass to business whores
The autocrats and saboteurs
And text the world about your wars
Let flow your whiskey leaks
Berate the south, invade the north
And conquer all impoverished shores
Identify and then extort
All those who lack defense
Forget the Paine of Common Sense
We reign with our incompetence
And designate all immigrants
As sick and evil men
But now… we’re great again
Then Francis Key tries to explain
That freedom’s not a first class train
Your red hat cannot be exchanged
As credit toward your rent
The land of all the free’s a lie
So where do all the brave reside
The bombs are bursting through the sky
That’s where your money went
A modern Betsy Ross has made
A flag that fascists celebrate
Our motto now commemorates
The sword above the pen
No we are not inspired hosts
Your huddled and your tired folks
Are propaganda for our shows
And we are not your friend
But now… we’re great again
Now weakness is admitting wrong
So do your part and play along
The showroom on the White House lawn
Would make your grandad proud
So tell me who needs enemies
When you've got Fox and friends like these
Who spend the daytime on their knees
In service to the crown
We bow down to the motorcades
With banners and our boat parades
The emperor we celebrate’s
Not wearing anything
That starry spangled banner waves
Goodbye to golden yesterdays
The ramparts now have all been raised
To clearly represent
That now... somehow... we are great again
