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There’s a little orange baby, hiding in a basement, while the streets around him
sing
No Justice no peace, fuck racist police, but he can’t hear a thing.
He’s safe and sound, reading his bible upside down, pretending that he believes in
a God
He’s doesn’t even have to pray, he’ll just quote the KKK and his white followers
applaud
The president has a tiny prick
And we’re all gonna die because of it
People are sick, people are dying, not him, he’s just fine and he suggests you try
drinking bleach.
I wish that he’d try first, just to make sure that it works, what a hero he would be.
The president is an idiot
With a tiny prick
And we’re all gonna die because of it
Losing track of days in quarantine, but among the social distancing there is unrest
that stirs beneath
And the nurses don’t have masks, But the cops got plenty of gas to cure the
protests in the street.
The president is incompetent
He’s an idiot
/With a tiny prick
And we’re all gonna die because of it
The cops, Instead of training them, we stocked them with grenades and then gave
em more than they could ever need
And they’ll be no more singing here, cause we put on our riot gear, so some one’s
got to bleed.
The president is a racist
He’s is incompetent
Yeah, He’s an idiot
With a tiny prick
And we’re all gonna die because of it
Now the little orange baby, he wants the military to fight the people they protect
And we might be filled with unease about the coming days, but that don’t mean we
can rest

Because The president is a racist
white supremist
The president is incompetent
He’s an idiot
He’s a giant dick
With a tiny, tiny, tiny, tiny prick
And we’re all gonna die because of it

credits

from Ruminations From Barrydise During an Apocalypse, released October 23, 2020
Produced by Rick Barry
Mark Masefield- B3, Piano
Justin Bornemann- Bass
Alex Haddad- Electric Guitar
Rick Barry- Words/Music, Vocals, Guitar
Mixed by Francis Valentino
Mastered by Jeremy Korpas
Art by Andy Bova

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