Trump is a dumpster

Verse 1

He walks in wearing red, white, blue like a costume

Sells a promise like a product in a showroom

Microphones turned into mirrors for his face

Every word a spark, every spark a flame

He says “trust me,” while the ground begins to shake

Throws a match, then bets on how much will break

Calls it strength when the room’s about to burn

Counts the cash while the lessons never learned

Pre-Chorus

He don’t hear the sirens, doesn’t feel the pain

Too busy buying stock in the hurricane

Chorus

He creates the chaos, watches dollars rain

Turns division into profit, anger into gain

If the house goes down, he’ll sell the bricks again

He don’t care what happens to America

As long as his name’s in gold, shining in the flames

Verse 2

Truth bends easy when it’s standing in his way

Facts get fired like employees in a day

Crowds chant loud, but the script’s already sold

Fear’s just another thing you can mine for gold

He draws the lines, then dares us all to fight

Calls it freedom when he kills the common light

While the working hands are bleeding in the dirt

He’s upstairs measuring the damage in his worth

Pre-Chorus

Flags wave high, but they’re blocking out the sky

He screams “winning” while the future’s getting priced

Chorus

He creates the chaos, watches dollars rain

Turns division into profit, anger into gain

If the house goes down, he’ll sell the bricks again

He don’t care what happens to America

As long as his name’s in gold, shining in the flames

Bridge

This ain’t left, this ain’t right

This is power feeding on the fight

Keep us yelling, keep us blind

While he signs another dotted line

Nations aren’t casinos, people aren’t his chips

But he’ll bet it all and never feel the slip

Breakdown

Who pays the cost when the curtain falls?

Not the man behind the gilded walls

It’s the towns, the trust, the time we lost

While he laughs and dodges blame

Final Chorus

He creates the chaos, calls it destiny

Sells the wreckage back as “greatness,” premium fee

If America’s sinking, he’s already free

He don’t care what happens to America

As long as he’s rich and history’s confused about the blame

Outro

When the smoke clears and the noise is gone

We’ll still be here—he’ll be moving on

Another brand, another stage, another lie

Leaving ashes where the truth used to try

Fuck you Donald Trump.

Leave democracy alone.