AMERICAN FALLOUT NATIONAL DISGRACE

Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light What so proudly we hailed at the very last rally Whose broad stripes and bright lights Through the perilous fight o'er the ramparts we watched Were so gallantly streaming And the rockets' red glare The bombs bursting in air Gave proof through the night That our leader's still there Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the Wild and the strong He's a nationalist grace With a spring to embrace And a heaven devised for gravity and taste He's got tiny little hands And the biggest, loudest words But they mostly involve gulping And insulting the fans He whirls on stage like a golden retriever That swallowed a balloon full of giant coke and fever He rambles for hours about clouds, windmills, and water How he won every war And invented the border He says, nobody knew about the things that we knew Like history's bias or how to type tunes He calls everyone sleepy or crooked or low IQ While his own brain runs on tunes and a big Mac or two He's a nationalist grace With a spring to embrace And a heaven devised for gravity and taste He's got tiny little hands And the biggest, loudest words But they mostly involve gulping And insulting the fans He whirls on stage like a golden retriever That swallowed a balloon full of giant coke and fever He rambles for hours about clouds, windmills, and water Lawyers are crying in five different worlds But here's the best part Oh, hold on to your seat He thinks he's the greatest, the strongest, the sweetest The chosen one may be sent down from above To make America Something Loud