You're Always Giving Him Money

("Biden Announces Record $383 Million Fundraising Haul For September")

You're always giving him money

You only give me your indignation

And in the middle of my coronation

I'm way down

I never told you the whole truth

I only gave it an imitation

You only started investigations

The whole time

Out of options, I am spent

Coronavirus put a dent

All the fun is gone, even on the road

Hate this job, I'm getting sacked

All the votes, can't turn them back

Try to slow them down, but yes I know

Oh that tragic feeling, the end of show

Oh that tragic feeling

The end of show, the end of show

One nightmare

Carry my bags and don't mess up my hair

Soon I'll have my own talk show

Trump TV, a billionaire once more

That's my dream, I'll make a score

I'll make a score

I'll make a score (yes I will)

One, two, three, five, seven, eight

Count my votes like this it's great

One, two, three, five, seven, eight

Count my votes like this it's great

One, two, three, five, seven, eight

Count my votes like this, it's great