Songtext von Dispatch From Mar-a-lago

Hey, bro Take this dispatch from mar-a-lago I know Got you a message from mar-a-lago Storming the gates Storming the gates Storming the gates In my room, flying the Little blue birds going out of the phone It's a fluke, we're not under attack Apparently this universe is getting fat Hey, bro Take this dispatch from mar-a-lago I know Got you a message from mar-a-lago SOS from the golden throne Mogul's in deep shit, he’s all alone It’s not good, a riot in fact The whole friggin’ country club is under attack Hey, bro It's getting real in mar-a-lago I know Storming the gates at mar-a-lago Mar-a-lago Storming the gates Mar-a-lago Storming the gates Mar-a-lago Storming the gates Storming the gates at mar-a-lago Mar-a-lago Mar-a-lago Mar-a-lago Storming the gates at mar-a-lago