Lyrics

We're not mad, we're disappointed Profoundly confused as well Our questions cannot be avoided A collective "what the hell?" Your sermons are an echo in the distance And you voted away your right To claim you know the difference Between the darkness and the light You drank the Kool-Aid down There's not a drop left in your cup You drank the Kool-Aid down Now you lift your voices up Singing hallelujah Hallelujah Before you sold your moral high ground You gave us some truth Saying who you are when no one is around That's the real you Fast-forward to the tape of the grabber But you quickly explained away Seems like a rung or two are missing from the ladder Of your moral DNA Because you drank the Kool-Aid down There's not a drop left in your cup You drank the Kool-Aid down Now you lift your voices up Singing hallelujah (We thank you for this man) Hallelujah (He will heal our broken land) Singing hallelujah We lift his name on high And there is nothing he could say or do To make us change our mind And there is nothing he could say or do To make us change our mind "The Art of the Deal - I always say, a deep, deep second to the Bible! The Bible is the best, the Bible. Two Corinthians, right? Two Corinthians 3:17, that's the whole ball game. Why do I have to repent or ask for forgiveness, if you're not making mistakes?" You drank the Kool-Aid down Not a drop left in your cup You drank the Kool-Aid down Now you lift your voices up Singing hallelujah Hallelujah We're not mad, we're disappointed And completely turned around Your principles are null, void now Since you sided with the clown Singing hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah (We thank you for this man) Hallelujah (He will heal our broken land) Hallelujah (We thank you for this man) Hallelujah (He will heal our broken land) Hallelujah (We thank you for this man) Hallelujah "Would you make a pledge not to lie to the American people as President?" "Oh, I think it's a great pledge. I think it's a great pledge."