Neoliberal Fascist Autarky (NFA)
It's a free market!
It's how much you want it
Get your head down and muscle forward
I've got your back, I've got you covered
Just don't fall or break
Here, let me choose
Just how much you can take
And I never lose

It's my right to plenty,
my subscription to heaven
So what if I dismantle your right to education
It's my high time, my high time,
I'm rolling seven
So what if your square meals
have no nutrition

We must make this land great again
There must be tears, must be pain
Throw them heathens out in the rain
We must make this land great again

Be afraid, be very afraid
Or be scorched in the shade
Love your neighbor, but watch him close
You never know, he may be one of those
The enemy at the gate
The hound at your door
You must leave your fate
To he who takes the floor

It's my right to plenty,
my subscription to heaven
So what if I dismantle your right to education
It's my high time, my high time,
I'm rolling seven
So what if your square meals
have no nutrition

We must make this land great again
We invented zero
and the stone-age airplane
Chant with me this great refrain
We must make this land great again, We must make this land great again!

March! March! March!
Power comes from faith
Faith comes from a pixel screen
And the commandment eighth
The great and good have never seen
And oh, we, Are all free
Yes, yes, we, Are all free