Of course to the tune of “The Battle Hymn of the Republic” (glory, glory hallelujah!!)
Mine eyes have seen the story of the coming of the Trump.
With a slew of lies he mobilized the moron and the chump.
The country drank the Kool-aid down and landed on its rump,
But we are marching on. Glory, glory hallelujah…
He’s the cherry on the sundae of the racist and the rich,
So afraid to pay their taxes, they will scratch a fascist itch.
They believe he’s Mussolini, but he’s only Putin’s bitch!
Now we are marching on. Glory, glory…
> We will someday learn the lesson this catastrophe can teach
We will say goodbye to liars and the hatred that they preach.
Yeah, we’ll dance from coast to coast
the day the Cheeto is impeached!
Till then, we’re marching on! Glory, glory…