Your mouth is moving but your eyes can’t lie Long ago you were compromised Relying heavily on your alibis It all leads to your demise,
Trying to find reasons to go on Demons fighting angels on my lawn Trying to keep from feeling like a pawn Seems like the good times have come and gone,
Quit one crutch just to pick up another I think back to my saintly mother The weight of guilt can smother How I miss my deceased brother,
Never thought I’d be in the mess I’m in Makes me think of where I’ve been Sometimes you don’t want to live in your skin Oh Lord how much longer will I be punished for my sins?
Watching lovers and families walk by Hearing myself uttering a sigh Fate allows you to get by But has no pity if you cry,
What universe am I living in? Please inform my next of kin Please don’t lie about where you’ve been Your excuses are getting thin.
In this James Bond parody, Donald J Trump is Acrid Goldsphincter in our version of the classic Bond "Goldfinger" theme song. All voices and singing performed...
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