Those hissy pissy mentals
Are whining - it’s a national disgrace.
The list of all the bullshit
They’ll believe in
Is an insult to the human race.
They're livin' in Qraceland, Qraceland
‘S pitiful to see
They worship a crazed man
Bigots and gun nut militias
They all belong in Qraceland
Their rallying companion thinks ‘teen years old
Is a child he can disparage
It seems that Gaetz believes
It's okay to screw naïves
In Qraceland

trump comes back to say he's not gone
As if we didn't know that
As if we didn't know he's dead nuts
As if we wouldn't notice
A fragile loser with just a tiny putz
And he said, "losing votes
Is like a dagger through my heart
Everybody sees I've blown apart
Everybody wished I'd just go
But my rubes in Qraceland
Are always there for me
They're simple in Qraceland"
Bigots and gun nut militias
They're all livin' in Qraceland
And the rally attendees
Are dolts and empty headed
We’re lookin' at dolts and dimwits
Those gullibles believe
Each plot that's ill-conceived
In Qraceland

There's a girl from rural Georgia
Who's often been a human trampoline
And sometimes when she's ranting, raving
And reveling in hate speech we say
"Whoa, this must be Margie Greene
She's bounced the proudest boys in Qraceland"
And trump thinks losing votes
Is like a dagger through his heart
Everybody's seen him fall apart
Everybody wished he'd just go
Ooh, ooh, ooh
To Qraceland, disgraced man
Get goin' to Qraceland
For reasons no one can explain
All they ever do is complain in
Qraceland
And it’s not possible to defend
Every lie and the pretending
So maybe there's no mitigation now
Whatever trump's got up his sleeve
They all will be deceived
In Qraceland

Ooooh, ooooh oooh . . .

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