(To the tune of "The Race is on" by George Jones)
I hear jeers filling up
In the streets outside
Like a Walmarts about to shake
And a shard of glass sharp and painful
From a window that did break
Now you might say they have no regard
Since our cities started to fall
But don't wager I'll hide the sorrow
When it's not safe to go to the mall
The race cards on
And here comes Divide in the backstretch
Snowflakes are goin to the inside
Their ears are covered up
Breaking into City Hall
On the streets they are running
Truth is scratched for another lie's sake
The race cards on and it looks like Snowflakes
And the winner loses all
One day they ventured outside
Never once suspectin
What the final result would be
Now critical race theory is in our schools
And silencing those who disagree
Blaming others they do their part
For this wokeness they want to embrace
And some new victim comes up to whine
And blames it all on race
And the race cards on
And here comes Divide in the backstretch
Snowflakes are goin to the inside
Their ears are covered up
Breaking into city hall
On the streets they are running
Truth is scratched for another lie's sake
The race cards on and it looks like Snowflakes
And the winner loses all
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