The Future President (On Fantasy Island) (Country Adult Contemporary)(

Verse 1

Static

Flicker

Dial turns back

Through the glass screen

Blue suits and big ties

They jump in the box

Washed out in technicolor

Past the news desk

Down to the tropical beach

Gold towers rise

Out of the sand

Palm trees sway

Under a heavy crown

on Fantasy Island

Chorus

He wears the heavy crown

Long live the king

He wears the heavy crown

Ruling Fantasy island

Ruling the TV screen

He wears the heavy crown

Verse 2

Gold wrapped Plane

Landing on the shore

Engines roar loud

black or white, the skin doesn't matter

White hair and red hats

Pres Trump Obama

Maybe they like it

Maybe they want it

Maybe they need it

Fantasy grows wild

Tall walls of mirrors

Reflecting the gold

Law of the shoreline

Written in ink

Which Man leads

Apollonian

Speaks for the sun

Castles built of debt

Fake A.I. , High ratings

Chorus

He wears the heavy crown

Long live the king

He wears the heavy crown

Ruling the island

Ruling the screen

He wears the heavy crown

Bridge

The senate bows

The house kneels down

The court watches close

Waiting for a sign

Waiting for a word

Waiting for a show

666 Revs Up then

The Game of Truth

Very few wakes up

The good is bad and

the bad is good

Nobody turns it off

The channel is stuck

On Tv's Fantasy Island

Chorus

He wears the heavy crown

Long live the king

He wears the heavy crown

Ruling the island

Ruling the screen

He wears the heavy crown

Verse

Fading to white

Fading to gold

The island is saved

The king stays

Goodnight America

Large, In Charge

Follow the money

the rich make this fantasy real

666, by Chicago Mob land rules

or is it NYC, son in law of a Trumped fallen king

will this fantasy ever stop, will darkness ever end

Who rules the people, no now one knows

A.I. does the speaking. perception does the leading

making people believe what they want to hear

Are we on an auto-pen ride again

promises given, never true

the apology is a eulogy

as one by one we the people pass away

When will the true Christ king come back,

The one Creator will to sit on the throne,

but for now the plans prepare for when

Fantasy and illusion leads

Chorus

He wears the heavy crown

Long live the king

He wears the heavy crown

Ruling the island

Ruling the screen

He wears the heavy crown