(Tune: “Bring Back My Bonnie to Me”)
Lyrics © by Vicki Ryder for the Raging Grannies
I open my morning newspaper
To see what the President’s done,
And the horrors just keep piling higher
And I feel like I’m coming undone.
I read about children in cages,
With no one to comfort them there;
They’re told to drink water from toilets…
And I can’t shake my sense of despair.
I write letters and I sign petitions,
And I do all the things that I ought,
And I’m trying to make sense of this chaos
So I’m reading the Mueller report.
With no evidence of collusion,
It seemed Trump might get off scott free.
But then I read Volume Two and
It all became clearer to me….
CHORUS: He’s guilty as sin, and we’re gonna win,
Sooner or later the truth will prevail.
There’s no doubt… the truth will come out,
And the bastard is going to jail.
It might happen later than sooner,
But it’s something that’s worth fighting for,
So we’ll march and we’ll rally together,
And we’ll kick Trump’s rump right out the door!
We’ll vote him out, without any doubt;
The people finally will be heard.
We voters have clout, and we’ll vote him out.
“You’re fired!” will be our last word.