Fan the fires, light all the pyres, the smokescreen serves my need,
Don’t aspire to something higher 'cos you’ve got fires to feed,
Cover my incompetence with your impassioned cries,
Let me weave a simple sidestep right before your eyes,
Don’t remember the 100,000 lives that I have lost,
Or the lies that I have told you, regardless of the cost,
Don’t hold me to account for all that I’ve done wrong,
Just keep the fires burning, they help me to look strong,
Don’t focus on the fact that I’ve called the military,
To , “Dominate,” the streets of , “The land  of the free,”
Don’t keep the protests peaceful, don’t let the flames subside,
The smoke that billows from the streets gives me a place to hide,
And don’t question my morals, as I hold the Bible high,
Don’t analyse my rhetoric, don’t look me in the eye,
Let me split the country into, “Faction versus faction,”
Let me use this Human tragedy as the ultimate distraction.