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The Fancy Old Man

Trump in a Tacky Suit

🎵 The Fancy Old Man


🎶 Verse 1

🎸
An old man struts down the street
With creaky knees but funky feet
He yells: “Hey youth, take a peek!”
Swagger loud, not mild or meek


🎶 Verse 2

🎺
His voice pops, his steps go boom
Dancing proud across the room
Silver hair? “Flew in from ‘Merica!”
Looking sharp in rainbow tunica


🎶 Chorus

🎼
Check my clothes — stylish, mad!
Mixed-up colors, ain't so bad
American cap, a comic smile
Antique actor, dancing in style


🎶 Verse 3

🎷
He brags: “Hollywood knows my name!”
“I’m no clown, I own this game!”
But people laugh, don’t fall for that
His story’s old, and kinda flat


🎶

🎤
Back off, my land is not your scene
Sinai’s not part of your routine
Trump’s old tricks? We’ve seen the mask
You're here for gains, don’t even ask


🎶 Verse 4

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You play dumb, but we’re wide awake
This ain’t a game, it’s real stake
Your words are thin, your tone is fake
You’ve lost the charm you try to make


🎶

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We’re not your stage, go take a hike
Our roots run deep, our will is tight
Don’t come with lies or clown disguise
Egypt's sharp—we read through spies!

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