The Mast - Trump Lyrics
I can hear it everywhereI can hear it in the streetsit's the sound of desireOh the shackles that we wearare paper thin and greenand maybe we are finally tiredHow did it ever, how did it ever trumpHow did it ever trump well-being?Oh some pockets run so deepThe rest are struggling for a pieceof a fast-turning pieAnd the waters while we sleepare getting bought up by a thiefwith paper bills for eyesHow did it ever, how did it ever trumpHow did it ever trump well-being?