Silence ain’t peace and
Fear ain’t power no
We the people
Reclaiming this hour
No kings
No kings
No kings
We the people
No kings
Silence ain’t peace and
Fear ain’t power no
We the people
Reclaiming this hour
No kings
No kings
No kings
We the people
No kings
but he’s just a lowly two bit liar
And we ain’t subjects
We fight back
From Selma to the Senate
We stay on track
Democracy don’t crack
We will break our chains
History don’t forget those
Who bring the pain
No crowns
No thrones
No rings
. . .
but he’s just a lowly two bit liar
And we ain’t subjects
We fight back
From Selma to the Senate
We stay on track
Democracy don’t crack
We will break our chains
History don’t forget those
Who bring the pain
No crowns
No thrones
No rings
. . .
He ain’t a leader
Just a dealer with a colostomy bag
Pushin dictatorship
As his man boobs sag
No crowns
No thrones
No rings
January 6 still stings
His cabinet a bunch of thieves
Pretendin he’s smart
as he weaves
. . .
He ain’t a leader
Just a dealer with a colostomy bag
Pushin dictatorship
As his man boobs sag
No crowns
No thrones
No rings
January 6 still stings
His cabinet a bunch of thieves
Pretendin he’s smart
as he weaves
. . .
Like a playground punk
Callin names from his perch
With his hands so shrunk
Judges, gag laws bent
Democracy bleeding
While he winks at the tyrants,
Griftin jets and succeedin
Foreign cash flowing in
Flags start to blend
Put a price on our flag
. . .
Like a playground punk
Callin names from his perch
With his hands so shrunk
Judges, gag laws bent
Democracy bleeding
While he winks at the tyrants,
Griftin jets and succeedin
Foreign cash flowing in
Flags start to blend
Put a price on our flag
. . .
Brought the drones,
Tryin to crush the dissent,
But we the people standing up,
Yeah this here our government
No crowns
No thrones
No rings
He’s just a self-righteous dingaling
Tanks in LA
Tear gas screams
As every move he makes
To cover his schemes
. . .
Brought the drones,
Tryin to crush the dissent,
But we the people standing up,
Yeah this here our government
No crowns
No thrones
No rings
He’s just a self-righteous dingaling
Tanks in LA
Tear gas screams
As every move he makes
To cover his schemes
. . .
Like he’s the mad hatter
Turned the White House
Into quid pro quo central
His peons kiss his ass
He musta drove them mental
He sent troops to Cali like it’s 1968
Claimin law and order
While he stokes up the hate
. . .
Like he’s the mad hatter
Turned the White House
Into quid pro quo central
His peons kiss his ass
He musta drove them mental
He sent troops to Cali like it’s 1968
Claimin law and order
While he stokes up the hate
. . .
No kings
No kings
No kings, no kings
No kings
No kings
He slaps tariffs on the people
like he playin blackjack
But his mob taxes please
those who not brown or black
Squeezin small biz dry
while his cronies get fatter
. . .
No kings
No kings
No kings, no kings
No kings
No kings
He slaps tariffs on the people
like he playin blackjack
But his mob taxes please
those who not brown or black
Squeezin small biz dry
while his cronies get fatter
. . .