Move, move on, my friend
Raise your right or left hand
To move on, to concede
Wasting your time will lead
To nothing, nichts, niente, nada
Do it for the soul of America.
Stop wasting your energy
Stop the lies and the anomaly
A real man accepts defeat
Hey dude, you got beat
You lost, you're defeated
Stop being too conceited.
Hit the road Jack. Move, move on
The world wants a concession
Dude, you're losing power daily
Like a cheap antiquated battery
Hit the road. Quit being a nag
It's time to raise the white flag.
Don't try a stupid coup d'état
Because you'll fail like a lying lama
Let America be proud and fair again
This is a new era, a new season
It's time to quit. Hit the road Jack
Move, move on. Please don't comeback.
Copyright © November 2020, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books.
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