Rotting From The Inside Out

You can smell it when he’s about
You can hear it when he opens his mouth to spout
Inanities, insanities, profanities
Racist for a moment then denies it
Crazy idea he blue skies it
Kite flies it
He’s rotting from the inside out

Just look at his hand
To understand
Expanding the brand
It ain’t going to plan
He’s rotting from the inside out

Doesn’t care if his lies are found out
If you tell enough lies the truth dies
And liars thrive
His paedo ally’s
Convenient demise
The make-up’s a thin disguise
He’s rotting from the inside out

We’ll still be here when he’s gone
We’ll still be singing our song
About right and wrong
He’s rotting from the inside out

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