I created this song about Dear Leader (the USA, not North Korea).

Turn it up and resist!

[Verse 1] He came down golden stairs like a godless king. Preached to the fearful, promised everything. Sold a dream wrapped in fear and blame, but behind the mask, it was all a game. He bankrupted truth like he bankrupted towers, filed for failure, then grabbed more power. A con man’s touch, slick with spin, built a house of mirrors, no one wins

[Chorus] Oh, the grifter reigns while the people fall. Builds his empire on backs and walls. Convicted lies, yet still they cheer, while justice bleeds year after year. Raise your voice, make it plain — We won’t be ruled by the grifter’s reign

[Verse 2] He touched what’s sacred with hands unclean. Called rape “locker room,” and got off clean. Judged by peers, found guilty in court, but the rich buy silence, and justice is short. Children torn from arms, locked in cells while he played golf and rang the bells. Truth’s a toy when he’s on the stage and fact-checks drown beneath the rage

[Chorus] Oh, the grifter reigns while the people fall. Builds his empire on backs and walls. Convicted lies, yet still they cheer, while justice bleeds year after year. Raise your voice, make it plain — We won’t be ruled by the grifter’s reign

[Bridge] How many lies can one man tell? How many lives must he drag through hell? From Central Park to Capitol halls, he rises each time while the system stalls

[Verse 3] He danced with dictators, mocked the weak, pushed the proud to silence the meek, tax returns redacted, secrets deep, but con men laugh while watchdogs sleep

[Chorus – Final] Oh, the grifter reigns, but not for long,g we’re louder now, we’re growing strong. Truth may stagger, but it won’t die; we’ll drag his myths into the sky. Raise your fist, break the chain — We won’t be ruled by the grifter’s reign