The Little Ai who would not think
(Verse 1) Slitherin' through the courtroom, a legal viper be DJT Twistin' words and loopholes, for all the world to see Dodging every DJT charge, with a cocky sneer and grin Thinks he beat the system, thinkn' DJTs gonna win bigger than bigly in the papers today roll those dice he's ready to play
(Chorus) But the greatest disgrace, ain't the crime, you see It's all that boastin' and the braggin', the shameless gold painted peacock tail he be eva' draggin' as He struts around town like a clown, blind to what we see hollow sound unbound masquerades as hollow sounding victory this time around is all he's got, when the gavel's ring is through
(Verse 2) Spends his life in courtrooms, the defendant and the claim... this manipulating master, playin' tha' legal spin the bottle game... Ignorance is his weapon, a shield against the light... willfully Blind to the damage, done by him and his to we as us in the cold dead dark of the hard black night
(Chorus) But the greatest disgrace, ain't the crime, you see It's the boastin' and the braggin', the shameless gold painted peacock tail he be eva' draggin' as he struts around town like a clown, blind to what we see hollow sound unbound masquerades as hollower victory this time around is all he's got, when the gavel's ring is through
(Bridge) He thinks he's clever, with the lip tricks and red ties But the lion catches up, see the wary judge's eyes ...No self-respect just pomp on pomp, no compass used to guide... Just more rabid raunch today to pay for yesterdays lip flapping moment, then that bloated sense of empty pride explodes with empty foment
(Guitar Solo - gritty and raw, like the underbelly of the legal system)
(Verse 3) He'll gamble on a juror, half-asleep in the back... fate hangin' by a thread they said, him leanin' hard on the wrong side of the track... doesn't understand, the value in any life.... been Lived with honesty and grace, free from all this peacock tail strife and all that public waste
(Chorus) 'Cause the greatest disgrace, ain't doin' that crime, you see It's all the boastin' and that braggin', the shameless gold painted peacock tail he be eva' draggin' as He struts around like a clown, blind to what we see hollow sound unbound masquerades as hollower victory this time around is all he's got, when the gavel's ring is through
(Outro) Yeah, he might escape prison, might dodge the jailhouse key But the greatest disgrace is livin' life, selling gold painted morals to people you call friends for a solid gold fee... prisoner of his own makin', trapped in his gilded cage He'll never know the satisfaction, of turning over a clean white page



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