Hey Mr.Tangerine man, weave your hair for me
I'm not stupid and there is no way I'll vote for you
Hey Mr. Tangerine man, weave your hair for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll be laughing at you.
Your casino empire has returned into sand
Vanished from the land
Bankruptcies in hand
Left investors there to stand around and muttering
Your ignorance amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
All the people that I meet
Say your ancient, empty head's too dead for dreaming.
Why don't you take a trip upon your magic swirling plane
You know how to play the game
And you have no one to blame
I think you are insane
I want only for your boot heals to be wandering.
I want you just to go somewhere
I want you just to fade
Take the money that you made
Into the Trump parade
Don't cast your evil spell my way
I promise not to pity you
Hey Mr.Tangerine man, weave your hair for me
I'm not stupid and there is no way I'll vote for you
Hey Mr. Tangerine man, weave your hair for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll be laughing at you.
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