Thea Gilmore
Thea Gilmore - Blowback lyrics
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Here comes the new God's gift It’s not just his upper lip that's stiff He's a different breed of altruist He’s keeping himself clean He'll pull down the stars for you Gods and angels all walk through And there's nothing that he wouldn't do To show you what he means But don't you dare try to take him on 'Cause everything you think is wrong You've not got where he's coming from If you disagree ’Cause he’s a blowback throwback new old man Walking hyperbole Break out the swords and flags Our savior dressed in rags A modern day Sir Galahad A triumph of the brand He shakes the money from your purse Every little scrap of worth He sows those coins into the earth And fences off his land But don't you dare try to take him on ’Cause everything you think is wrong You've not got where he's coming from If you disagree 'Cause he’s a blowback throwback old new man Walking hyperbole He's got a TV slot so he's on top Writing his autobiography Fan mail is off the scale The people's reactionary But don't you dare try to take him on 'Cause everything you think is wrong You've not got where he's coming from If you disagree 'Cause he's a blowback throwback new old man Walking hyperbole