Here I lie, as a host in a state of denial
Held in time, in a shower of shit and bile
For Fox sake, I don’t know if I can make it
I really should be holding you, Trump, holding you, Trump
Loving you, loving you…

When your lawyer’s the president’s personal
When Cohen cries and you don’t know why
It’s hard to see
With no-one to love you, not even Stormy

When you lose control and you got no soul
It’s tragedy
When the FBI are on to your guy
It’s hard to bear
With no-one beside you, you’re goin’ nowhere

from the album Reckless In America by Supertrump. Listen here

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