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Miserable Man

by The Evictors

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Look there above the trees
Flying through life with the greatest of ease
His powers come from the silver spoon
That fed him pureed carrots in an ivory room

Dons a mask of a common Christian
Selling snake oil to anyone who listens
The Loyal League of Sycophants
Waits at the ready with ‘lock her up’ chants

No shred of empathy
His kryptonite’s humility

Look there to the spray-on tan
It’s the self-hating pedophile, Miserable Man
His secret lair is his golden home
Where he shits out tweets on his porcelain throne

Runs decency into the ground
And leaps over logic in a single bound
Messing with forces that he can't understand
It’s the one and only spurious Miserable Man

Look there on the top of the world
Standing with his arm around an underage girl
Making threats with childish names
Spewing gasoline and fanning the flames

World class, born and bred bed-shitter
Handed everything but no one is more bitter
“Woe is me” and “life’s unfair”
He tweets from the world’s most comfortable chair

Impervious to facts
But fingers crossed not heart attacks

Runs decency into the ground
And leaps over logic in a single bound
Messing with forces that he can't understand
It’s the one and only charlatan Miserable Man

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released October 2, 2020
Written by Greg Andersson
Recorded by Greg Andersson

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