Toasted

[Verse 1]
Memory’s starting to sting
(Can’t remember a thing)
All he does is gloat
(And bloat, bloat, bloat)

[Bridge]

[Chorus]
Has he been roasted
(Is his brain toasted)
Put him out to pasture
(To ensure our future)

[Verse 2]
Can’t seem to understand
(The bruises on his hand)
Ankles swollen full bloat
(Something’s got his goat)

[Bridge]

[Chorus]
Has he been roasted
(Is his brain toasted)
Put him out to pasture
(To ensure our future)

[Bridge]
One things for sure
(He’s a failure)
Pathological lies
(While our nation dies)

[Chorus]
Has he been roasted
(Is his brain toasted)
Put him out to pasture
(To ensure our future)

[Outro]
One things for sure
(We can’t take any more)
Propaganda pollyanna
(I mean to the extreme)

From the album “Zph“