C
There’s a tumor in the White House
F
There’s a blowhard at the gate
Am
Chokeholders in the squad car
G
Bootlickers on parade
C
There’s a tumor in the White House
F
It's getting bigger every day
Am
Chest puffers on the TV
G
Always got so much to say
[Chorus]
F
So if you buyin' what they’re sellin'
F
But some part of you remains
C
Go on and call your friend Llewellyn
C
Maybe he feels the same
F
And if you’re tired of the peril
F
The rhetoric and the shame
C
Go on and call your old aunt Carol
G
Maybe it’s not too late
[Verse]
C
'Cause there’s a tumor in the White House
F
There’s a fascist at the bank
Am
Flag wavers in the courthouse
G
Why do assholes get their way?
[Chorus]
F
So if you’ve eaten the mythology
F
Now you’ve got a bellyache
C
Go on and call your old friend Dorothy
C
Maybe she feels the same
F
And if you’re tired of the peril
F
The bullshit and the hate
C
Go on and call your uncle Darryl
G
Maybe it’s not too late
G
Maybe it’s not too late
G
I hope it’s not too late
