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45
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45 was released on November 10, 2017 by Stacked Like Pancakes as a part of the album 45 - Single
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Release DateNovember 10, 2017
LabelStacked Like Pancakes
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM199

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stacked Like Pancakes
Stacked Like Pancakes
Performer
Kellen McKay
Kellen McKay
Lead Vocals
Michael Busch
Michael Busch
Electric Guitar
Alec Leventis
Alec Leventis
Trumpet
Andrew Baker
Andrew Baker
Bass Guitar
Andy Dalton
Andy Dalton
Trombone
Kevin Goren
Kevin Goren
Drums
Zach Foote
Zach Foote
Bass Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kellen McKay
Kellen McKay
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Squire
Matt Squire
Producer
Eric Taft
Eric Taft
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Here’s to you:
You are my greatest inspiration
To write this declaration
Let’s hope the rest of us survive
But he’s just a guy
Who’s good at marketing his lies
In these extraordinary times
An opportunistic conniving
Piece of shit
On election day
In the barely United States of America
We’re so great
Thanks to you
Fuck you forty-five
Commander-in-Chief of the Great Divide
While the rest of us together
Throw our fists up to the sky, and say
Fuck you forty-five
Oh, you’re the enemy manifold
All my friends and I won’t stand beside
The flag you’ve painted gold
I’m not giving in or giving up
And I’m not on my own
So fuck you forty-five
Fuck you
I’m the minority,
Unsung against the mold
Have some humility,
You rich asshole
He’s just a coward
Trading lives for more more power
Sitting in his golden fucking tower
Blaming the media for incompetence
So fuck human dignity
And fuck your fucking wall
You make me feel ashamed I’m white at all
I can’t stand that I have something in common with you
And fuck common courtesy
The only character you got is in your tweets
So why would you hold the door for her? Please!
When you can grab her by the…..covfefe!
On election day
In the barely United States of America
We’re so great
Thanks to you
Fuck you forty-five
Commander-in-Chief of the Great Divide
While the rest of us together
Throw our fists up to the sky, and say
Fuck you forty-five
Oh, you’re the enemy manifold
All my friends and I won’t stand beside
The flag you’ve painted gold
I’m not giving in or giving up
And I’m not on my own
So fuck you forty-five
Fuck you
Remember remember that day in November
The world took a breath in, accepting forever
Our leaders are lost among lifeless endeavors
While we stand here solemnly
There’s no time to be jaded; we’ve made our mistakes
In these United States I know we’re not that greatest
Just picture a picture that’s constantly painted
And we can’t step back to see...
This great landscape
That we painted with love, not hate
And now we can find our way
Thanks to you
Fuck you forty-five
Commander-in-Chief of the Great Divide
While the rest of us together
Throw our fists up to the sky, and say
Fuck you forty-five
Oh, you’re the enemy manifold
All my friends and I won’t stand beside
The flag you’ve painted gold
I’m not giving in or giving up
And I’m not on my own
So fuck you forty-five
Fuck you
Written by: Kellen McKay
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