Vaudevillain The Great Again Parade

Описание: Crown the King in His 'New Clothes'

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Step right up
To the holy big top
Where the ringmaster’s spray-tanned grin
Cracks like plaster
He’s selling snake oil scripture
Out a gold-trimmed cup
Quoting headlines as commandments
To a drunken choir of bastards

Got a flag in one fist
And a hush-money smile
Made a fortune on a game show
Rigged from the start
Every scandal’s just a story
For the daytime trial
While he signs away the future
With a crayon-drawn chart (oh yeah)

[Chorus]
Welcome to the great again parade
Marching in circles down a dead-end lane
Rust on the halo
Blood on the blade
They bless the bullets
Call it grace
And chant his crooked name
This is the great again parade
Clowns with crosses
Torches raised
All hail the washed-up king of shame
As he burns this house
And calls it great again

[Verse 2]
There’s a preacher with a pistol
By the kissing booth
Selling judgment by the ounce
Under neon “REPENT”
Every woman he condemned
Knows a darker truth
But their stories get erased
In the chorus of consent

Old man mutters on the loudspeaker
Losing his lines
Swears the mirror is a traitor
For the wrinkles and the rot
Says the press is full of demons
Drinking children’s minds
While his lawyers clean the footprints
Off the stain that they forgot (hey!)

[Chorus]
Welcome to the great again parade
Marching in circles down a dead-end lane
Rust on the halo
Blood on the blade
They bless the bullets
Call it grace
And chant his crooked name
This is the great again parade
Clowns with crosses
Torches raised
All hail the washed-up king of shame
As he burns this house
And calls it great again

[Bridge]
[Band drops to spooky shuffle
Calliope wheeze]
Step one
Kiss the ring
Kiss the screen
Step two
Build a church from gasoline
Step three
Light a match in every town square
Tell the faithful
It’s the heathens in the air (woah)

There’s a child on her porch
Counting siren screams
Grandma whispering a prayer
To a God she barely trusts
Says
“He promised us a kingdom
Made of TV dreams”
As the cornfields fill with soldiers
And the courthouse turns to dust

[Chorus]
Welcome to the great again parade
Marching in circles down a dead-end lane
Rust on the halo
Blood on the blade
They bless the bullets
Call it grace
And chant his crooked name
This is the great again parade
Clowns with crosses
Torches raised
All hail the washed-up king of shame
As he burns this house
And calls it great again

[Outro]
[Tempo lurches
Carnival slows]
Step right up
For the final act
Watch him crown himself a savior
In a paper hat
The tent comes down
On a smoldering stage
And the banner in the ashes
Still spells
“great again”