You’ve known the morale of Earth to be shattered In present times it is simply tattered But sleep not Taking no example from wars fought Comes the forbidden country with its Asian H-Bomb Not King Kong Headed by the mastermind of Kim’s ding ****
Promising more fire and fury In the face of people dying in Syria cruelly Waiting for Marie Curie’s discovery of radiation therapy In vain amidst the conflicts of the politics and terrorism influenced crowd 300,000, 500,000 deceased You don’t need the weatherman to tell you which way blows the cloud As war blows out the populated masses You know the breaking news is just about to grow oh so loud
I know a drunken political brawl is going to break out As each belligerent ostentatiously displays their tiny fists and clout Since H-bomb fads are usually unclarified We need a report to be verified For substance in a conspiracy to be amplified I have mine and I know I have not lied
But we’re out of this Floating on our crowded cloud Moving where the newsman predicts where the wind will blow Sifting through all lands even the ones troubled by disaster and war sound After you foolish anti-Semitics and xenophobes have suffered for your racist lies I will know when the Supreme One dies Or when my fairness is darkened by ashen skies Still suffering from your opposition to the movement of Civil Rights You better finally unite And not fall to his rallies made of dynamite and a false nationalist’s delight
CNN’s got nothing on me Or on Kennedy So now they need a story Of a close-up of battle fury To burn BBC In foolish jealousy Let’s see who’ll get first claim on my conspiracy theory
While everything down on the rocky and urban terrain Gets vanquished and torn After long when there is no question of who will remain Thanks to the lovely UN I’ll be forlorn Playing my guitar and saxophone To ease me and everyone aboard playing harps within the musical Trinity Shifting my sights to Germany For homeless refugees washed on the sea shores of hopeful destiny As they look forward to a life full of opportunity And I’ll finally know that our chalked out journey Shall be peaceful and trouble free
Finally I come back to my intended caveat Trump if your crowd doesn’t change Then neither will you get over the possible economic speed bump But you’ve already sent Wall Street in a frenzy over your antics And your loyal critics will be jittery and pensive Over your reckless statements reeking of belligerence When you should be on the defensive
But you want show your democratic prowess But remember the World Trade Towers And you’ll know that the Dictator only means us harm He doesn’t believe in logical calm So you should use the diplomatic arm To protect the swarm
If you go down Our cover will get blown And the only one left laughing Will be that stereotyped mad clown In the apocalyptic now With no one to wear the thorn crown Of forgiveness And Catholic renown
But go on with your game You’re only one to manage to put the electoral college to shame But it’s not only your politics It’s the crowd too The bunch of asinine fanatics Who will tear apart their beloved country Before the H-bomb’s entry which heralds doom
One needs a ****** devil or an angel For an entry Into your country You’ve made everyone wary But till now most of us have survived Without racism and xenophobia getting revived
I beg you to please bring fraternity To bring peace on this clueless cloud for eternity For us to finally get down safely To bring about the plenary
A prediction of how the rogue nation will act. Trump is making a ******* mess of things.