Tables are Turned - Cryptic Slaughter

Well Ron you blew it this time

You’be had your turn, now it’s mine

All your lying caught up with you

It’s your mistake, what will you do?

You knew about it all along

You deny it, same old song

You try and blame it on someone else

No one’s to blame except yourself

Did you think you’d get away?

I hoped this would happen someday

To see your lies blow up in your face

Another crooked president, just another disgrace

Well Ron, you’ve had your fun

Ignorant to the damage you’ve done

Got America where it dosen’t belong

You still deny it, same old song

In my lifetime, I hope to see

People living with real peace

Without fear of death unreal

Without pain they already feel