Lyrics
Spoken Word
Hello America
Now let me be clear
We are living through a time of deep consequence
But I look at the current occupant of the Oval Office
And I have to ask myself
What on earth is going on over there
Verse 1
RAP
Mic check for the man with the plan from Chicago
Weight of the world but I never let the bar go
Red ties
Lies
Golden towers built on a foundation of sand
I am watching a reality show dismantle the land
Hope was the mantra
Change was the mission
Now we got a captain with a blurry vision
He is tweeting in the morning while the coastlines rise
Selling us a script full of curated disguise
Focus
Hocus pocus
The rhetoric is toxic and the facts are thin
I am wondering how the hell did we let him in
Chorus
What are you doing with the seat
What are you doing with the power
It is getting late in the hour
What are you doing with the seat
What are you doing with the power
It is getting late in the hour
Verse 2
Policies written on a napkin in the dark
Leaving every single bridge with a burning spark
Health care
Nightmare
I built a floor so the people wouldn't fall
He is obsessed with the height of a concrete wall
Borders
Orders
Chaos in the cabinet and a revolving door
The working class is crying out for something more
I gave you a recovery
I gave you a start
You took the whole engine and you ripped it apart
Hard truth
Lost youth
Looking at the map and it is turning deep blue
Because nobody knows what you are trying to do
Chorus
What are you doing with the seat
What are you doing with the power
It is getting late in the hour
What are you doing with the seat
What are you doing with the power
It is getting late in the hour
Bridge
The office is a burden not a brand to sell
History will judge if we handled it well
The office is a burden not a brand to sell
History will judge if we handled it well
I am looking for the leader
I am looking for the light
I am looking for the reason
Verse 3
Golfing on the weekend while the fire gets hot
Thinking that the presidency is a vacant lot
No plan
No man
Just a lot of noise and a fragile ego
Where did the dignity and the honor go
I see the division
I see the hate
I see the wreckage at the garden gate
Suit up
Boot up
The clock is ticking and the pulse is weak
The outlook for the future is looking pretty bleak
Check the stats
Check the math
Check the path
You are losing the thread and you are losing the race
While you are staring at a mirror in a velvet space
Chorus
What are you doing with the seat
What are you doing with the power
It is getting late in the hour
What are you doing with the seat
What are you doing with the power
It is getting late in the hour
Outro
Yes we can
But did we
I guess we will see
Fading out now
God bless America
Peace
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