Bad Religion - Big Black Dog

We are alone
And all is one
The father daughter devil and son

They deal in art
The art of the deal
They sing Seig Heils in aisles of high heels

Big cyber-weapon little traitor in chief
He's got a big black dog on a leash

One man’s grace is another man's bullet
Bullshit beams from the bully pulpit
No regret for the bounty they've taken
The pigs must feed on their rasher of bacon

Big cyber-weapon little traitor in chief
He’s got a big black dog on a leash

I'll be right here when I disappear