I screwed up the chords when I played it but I don't have time to redo it so I may end up on probation - the coda (my fourth part) is supposed to be different changes from the bridge but by that point I was more concerned with surviving the...ahem...stylized vocal.
lyrics
Democracy dies and the demon folk rise
When a “chosen” few dare wear the crown
He’ll leave you for dead and then shit in your bed
Think he’s the best well I hope that you’re proud
Lil’ Donnie the T, that’s his name, woe is he
E’en the brown shirts know he is mad
But he pleases their whims, sad mewling quims
That they are, but they’re really just sad
Lil’ Donnie the T, with his toadstool peepee and
Sniffing his way through his speed
He’ll give us the axe and not pay his tax
But Eugene’s old man’s up to the deed
No, I’m not proud of the hate that does crowd
My mind when I think of Mophead the T
I think he’d be better bound up in a sweater
In cushy rooms, gilded and keyed.
Lil’ Donnie the T, lost his mind, so did we
While the cultists just fell into line
When all this over and he’s feeding the clovers
We’ll not see the last of his kind
The shittiest part of this shocking upstart
Is what he’s done to families and friends
Ain’t been no fun drinking barrels’ and guns
Being pointed while nobody wins
And Lil’ Donnie shits his Depends
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