Crucified By the Press
Donald oh Donald you've met the press.
You hold to your guns in self defense.
You haven't a sin for sharing with
and follow a code that makes more sense.
We all know you're rich and get the girls.
It's true that the money's attractive.
We hope that one day we'll be more like you.
Self-made and little more active.
Don't worry for not being politically correct.
Or income for tax paid zero.
The truth is we want a regular guy
to shoot down the Press like a hero.
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