Grandson of Orange County

And in your dreams the
barrack-cool lawyer wins in
a cruel whitewash.

You can see yourself
on the Whitehouse lawn holding
important papers,

as a prophet of
boom plants plastic reminders
of the reddest necks

saving the world like
CREEP saved it from Richard in
in Watergate's halls.

I just can't believe
in what you think you can do
I just can't believe

the words from your lips
will not save you from the loons
'I am not a threat'.

I just can't believe
you are such a fool.