Pickup-trucking along on a Saturday morning Rosy-red cheeks and rosy-red baseball caps Laughing in youthful joy this cold winter day Anxious to spread their Leader’s polemics
On the march from their truck and back Bearing pamphlets and posters and signs With triumphalist messages of loyalty To a man who has betrayed everyone he ever met
I almost broke their hearts when I told them to go But soon enough they will be breaking people’s heads