Lyrics




You work in the morning
But work never ends
You're dreaming for something
And that's all you can
Cause he's there in the morning
He's there by the end
He's picking your pockets
And calls you a friend
He's your Americana political messiah
He's the one we anointed to blame it on China
But I'll scroll through the noise
Maybe flick on the blinders
Cause I
Live a convenient life
Watching the poverty line
Scrape on by
He'll untax the rich
So the wealthy can get wealthier
He'll fuck the poor man
If the rich can get healthier
He'll suck up to all of your corporate oligarchs
He'll blame immigration and all of his counterparts
He's your Americana political messiah
He's the one we anointed to blame it on China
But I'll scroll through the noise
Maybe flick on the blinders
Cause I
Live a convenient life
Watching the poverty line
Scrape on by
And I live all my Nietzschean lies
Claim all the power is mine
And it's all alright
Oh
What a lie
What a lie
He's your Americana political messiah
He's the one we anointed to blame it on China
I won't scroll through the noise
I won't flick on the blinders



Writer(s): Reagan Beem



Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.
Loading
Loading