A long, long time ago
I can still remember how
This country used to not be vile
And I knew that there would be a chance
Or some crazy happenstance
That likely would have others in denial

And then October came and went
Amidst discord and malcontent
Bad news for the system
Signs were there- we missed them

I can’t remember if I cried
When he said his favourite food was “fried”
The entire country sighed
The day the U.S died

So bye, bye, old American life
Driving Chevy’s with no levy’s and just having one wife
Democracy’s gone, having been replaced with strife
Thinkin’ these’ll be the days when we die
These’ll be the days when we die

Did you read “The Art of the Deal”
That effectively explained, simply, how to steal
If the creditors can’t get at you
Can you believe all that money owed?
With labour costs coming out the chode
But offshore accounts and “bankruptcies” ensue

Well I know that he’s in love with her
But Ivanka is his own daughter
In this democracy
You can lust in your family tree!

He’s a late-aged loner fixated on sex
With a strange, bastardized Oedipus Complex
For cardio he sends out misspelt texts
That day, the U.S died
I started thinkin’

Bye, bye, old American life
Driving Chevy’s with no levy’s and just having one wife
Democracy’s gone, having been replaced with strife
Thinkin’ these’ll be the days when we die
These’ll be the days when we die

Now for three years ‘crazy’ has been the norm
Let’s buy Greenland and nuke a storm
But that’s just how the ending starts

When he made his daughter the White House Queen
Even John Adams would’ve caused a scene
Geez, she’s got a Bachelor of Arts!

Oh and while the fake news rambles on
The jester finds another pawn
His sons enter the fray
Nepotism’s here to stay!

And while Putin trolled the facebook news
The populist was still primed to lose
The electoral, though, had other views
The day, the U.S. died
I was thinkin’

Bye, bye, old American life
Driving Chevy’s with no levy’s and just having one wife
Democracy’s gone, having been replaced with strife
Thinkin’ these’ll be the days when we die
These’ll be the days when we die

Smelt her, felt her in a Stormy swelter
Schmoozing at his charity golf tax-shelter
Boy oh boy does he work fast

With sleazy hands of tiny mass
The jester made his redacted pass
Because marriage vows weren’t supposed to last

Now the payout would be coming soon
A porn star tryst could lead to ruin
But all that would prevail
Is his lawyer rotting in jail

It was a 130,000$ loan
A payout personally made by Cohen
Another Trump escape, jeez, hold the phone
That day, the U.S died
I started thinkin’

Bye, bye, old American life
Driving Chevy’s with no levy’s and just having one wife
Democracy’s gone, having been replaced with strife
Thinkin’ these’ll be the days when we die
These’ll be the days when we die

Oh and there we were after the race
A generation with egg on its face
Humanity needs to start again

So come on, Bernie be nimble, Bernie be quick
Big Bern better get a walking stick
Cause Methuselah is Bernie’s oldest friend

Oh and as I watched him on the stage
I was less concerned by his age
Cuz no voter will insist
That we elect a communist

And as the primaries swept into the night
The “super” voters clinched the fight
I saw Satan laughing with The Right
The day, the U.S died
He got me thinkin’

Bye, bye, old American life
Driving Chevy’s with no levy’s and just having one wife
Democracy’s gone, having been replaced with strife
Thinkin’ these’ll be the days when we die
These’ll be the days when we die

I (and others) stood, bemused
When we heard the whistleblower’s news
I had to simply walk away

I went down to the corner store
Picked up a bottle, went back for more
I knew that the coercion wouldn’t stay

And in the House the Lefties screamed
The Righties whined and the jester beamed
The whole system was broken
Let the extent of these scandals soak-in

And the three men who should burn the most
Trump, William Barr, Giuliani’s ghost
They belong on the Black Sea’s northern coast
That day, the U.S died
And I was thinking

Bye, bye, old American life
Driving Chevy’s with no levy’s and just having one wife
Democracy’s gone, having been replaced with strife
Thinkin’ these’ll be the days when we die
These’ll be the days when we die


We all were thinking
Bye, bye, old American life
Driving Chevy’s with no levy’s and just having one wife
Democracy’s gone, having been replaced with strife
Thinkin’ these’ll be the days when we die