Big Black Dog – Bad Religion

We are alone and all is one
The father daughter devil and son
They deal in art, the art of the deal
They sing Seig Heils in aisles of high heels

Big cyber-weapon little traitor in chief
He’s got a big black dog on a leash

One man’s grace is another man’s bullet
Bullshit beams from the bully pulpit
No regrets for the bounty they’ve taken
The pigs must feed on their rasher of bacon

Big cyber-weapon little traitor in chief
He’s got a big black dog on a leash

Big cyber-weapon little traitor in chief
He’s got a big black dog on a leash

I’ll be right here when I disappear
I’ll be right here when I disappear
I’ll be right here when I disappear
I’ll be right here when I disappear
I’ll be right here when I disappear
I’ll be right here when I disappear
I’ll be right here when I disappear
I’ll be right here when I disappear