Orange man came to DC He brought us pain and misery He killed our tribes, he killed our creed He took our game for his own need We fought him hard, we fought him well Out on the plains we gave him hell But many came, too much to REEEE Oh, will we ever be set free? Riding through needles and piles of shit Galloping hard on the plains Chasing the NPCs back to their holes Fighting them at their own game Murder for freedom the stab in the back Women and children are cowards attack Run for the hills Run for your lives Run for the hills Run for your lives Proud Boys blue in the barren wastes Defending the weak's their game Saving the women and wasting the men The only good Commies are maimed Selling them Soylent and taking their souls Enslaving the young and destroying the old Run for the hills Run for your lives Run for the hills Run for your lives Run for the hills Run for your lives Run for the hills Run for your lives Run for the hills Run for your lives Run for the hills Run for your lives