We are alone And all is one The father daughter devil and son They deal in art The art of the deal They sing Seig Heils in aisles of high heels Big cyber-weapon little traitor in chief He's got a big black dog on a leash One man’s grace is another man's bullet Bullshit beams from the bully pulpit No regret for the bounty they've taken The pigs must feed on their rasher of bacon Big cyber-weapon little traitor in chief He’s got a big black dog on a leash I'll be right here when I disappear