Sidération Blues

[Intro]
This is a song
That sings of wrong

They rule our lives
With teeth like knives
Need to control
Wolves live to troll

We trusted hope
Slippery slope
They drunk it dry
And smiled so sly

[Chorus]
Sidération’s in the marrow
Where deep breaths forget to grow
Sidération’s in the shadow
Where the truth may never glow

They raised their hand
Sold public land
Sinning out loud
Hubris’ so proud

They lit a match
Meek darkness patch
Their facts are fake
Faith’s on a break

[Chorus]
Sidération’s in the gut
When facts cringe like cha Ching
Sidération’s in the rut
When turds prey on bling bling

[Accordion breathes in disbelief...]
But pure souls smell the lame
And the truth—it still came...
Staring down at black boots
Planting deep, mighty roots

He sold the sky
No one asked why
‘Till gilded dreams
Burned all the seams

[Chorus]
Sidération’s in the bone
When people praise his name
Sidération’s in the tone
Voices shall rise to shame

[Outro]
Why No one dared to fight
Proof some Folks ain’t so bright
But the songs sure shall speak (up)
Of fake kings, oh boy’s bleak… (yup)