"Nasty Man" by Joan Baez

And you’re gonna build a wall,
the biggiest wall, the beautifulist wall round our borders.
But here’s what I think,
you better talk to a shrink,
‘cuz you’ve got serious psychological disorders.
You’ve got dangerous pathological disorders.
Well that’s my little song,
about a man gone wrong.
He’s nasty from his head to his feet.
When the dirt on this man finally hits the fan,
and no one gives a damn about his tweets,
he’ll be finally and forever obsolete.And you’re gonna build a wall,
the biggiest wall, the beautifulist wall round our borders.
But here’s what I think,
you better talk to a shrink,
‘cuz you’ve got serious psychological disorders.
You’ve got dangerous pathological disorders.

Well that’s my little song,
about a man gone wrong.
He’s nasty from his head to his feet.
When the dirt on this man finally hits the fan,
and no one gives a damn about his tweets,
he’ll be finally and forever obsolete.