Asleep in a house of cards
A racist clown terrorizes our waking life
Winds of hatred rattle the doors
A return to the past looms over the future
A conservative wet dream drowning all hope
Cha Chi wants it all burned down
Circus Circus Karma Karma
Wispy orange strands of hate brush-over tomorrow
A toxic sunset in a three piece suit lighting the world ablaze
It was TV that put Charles in charge of those poor children
It wasn’t long before they were replaced
A whiter, blonder family
If that makes you sad Dr Huxtable has the prescription to cure the blues
Or at least keep you asleep
Over and over the dollar trumps truth
The planet’s future options are the subject of a hostile takeover
Where is our late night hero to make us laugh it all away
Save us from this televised tomorrow
Please cancel this nightmare today.
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