I’ve got those dirty, lowdown, Donald Trump blues.
You have to be aware of it; it’s all over the news.
The man is busy making threats, and so I’ve got to choose.
For peace or our prosperity? Somebody’s got to lose.
I really shouldn’t have the blues; my favorite color’s red.
It goes back to the days of Mao, who left so many dead.
You had to parrot all he did and everything he said.
I can’t give up a righteous cause for which so many bled.
I’ve got the blues.
The fill island blues.
We’ve been down for a long time
But now we’ve paid our dues.
If you think we won’t fight for our rights
I’ve got some news for you.
Trump claims to be a winner
But we won’t be number two.