The King of Tweets and Toilet Seats

Описание: The King of Tweets and Toilet Seats
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Old Donnie T sat on his throne,
Tweeting all day from a gold-plated phone.
He puffed up his chest, said, “The market’s just fine,”
While selling the country for rubles and wine.

He fired the judges, he gutted the law,
He told the police to “Strike down what you saw!”
He gave all his friends the keys to the vault,
Then blamed every mess on “some migrant’s fault.”

[Chorus]
He's the King of Tweets and Toilet Seats,
Feasting on lies and sugary treats.
A golden crown, a royal flush—
He ruled with tantrums, tweets, and hush.
Bow down low, or face defeat,
To the King of Tweets and Toilet Seats!

[Verse 2]
He built up a wall—then sold off the bricks,
He played with the nukes just for the kicks.
He slapped on the tariffs, crashed all the trade,
And giggled while farmers and workers got played.

The dollars went poof! The shelves were all bare,
As Donnie played king, blind to despair.
Hospitals crumbled, the schools shut down,
And soldiers patrolled every ghost of a town.

[Chorus]
He's the King of Tweets and Toilet Seats,
Feasting on lies and sugary treats.
A golden crown, a royal flush—
He ruled with tantrums, tweets, and hush.
Bow down low, or face defeat,
To the King of Tweets and Toilet Seats!

[Bridge]
“Martial law Monday!” he cheerily said,
While protestors vanished or turned up dead.
The news called it fake, the courts were a joke,
And freedom? A dream that went up in smoke.

He crowned himself King of the Great USA,
And played golf while the nation withered away.
The rich toasted champagne behind armored doors,
As the people made soup out of weeds and spores.

[Final Chorus]
Oh, the King of Tweets and Toilet Seats,
Left a nation stained beneath his feats.
He danced on your rights with golden shoes,
Then flushed the truth and rigged the news.
So if ever you hear, “I alone can fix it!”—
RUN, don’t cheer… don’t laugh… RESIST IT.