Goose stepping to your voice
In lockstep. In lockstep
You're a misguided choice
In lockstep. In lockstep

You think you've got folks lining up to praise your name
They just want to be part of your childish fame
Some will follow you down the barrel of a gun
Not thinking for themselves into oblivion
You promised to build a wall and drain the swamp
I'll Rage Against the Machine. I'm calm like a bomb
We walk through the valley of the shadow of death
You kill American dreams from right to left

Goose stepping to your voice
In lockstep. In lockstep
You're a misguided choice
In lockstep. In lockstep

You need to stop tweeting with your tiny thumbs
Get off the pot and get the job done
Or better yet keep playing your lousy golf
Stuck in a sand trap. America's better off
This is my song and I've just begun
This is my national anthem
I'll keep reading the twenty-third Psalm
Until you're six feet under and no longer a problem

In lockstep. In lockstep

Are we having fun yet? Are we having fun yet
Are we having fun yet? Are we having fun yet