C
There’s a tumor in the White House
          F
There’s a blowhard at the gate
     Am
Chokeholders in the squad car
    G
Bootlickers on parade
               C
There’s a tumor in the White House
        F
It's getting bigger every day
      Am
Chest puffers on the TV
       G
Always got so much to say

[Chorus]
          F
So if you buyin' what they’re sellin'
         F
But some part of you remains
          C
Go on and call your friend Llewellyn
      C
Maybe he feels the same

              F
And if you’re tired of the peril
       F
The rhetoric and the shame
          C
Go on and call your old aunt Carol
   G
Maybe it’s not too late

[Verse]
          C
'Cause there’s a tumor in the White House
          F
There’s a fascist at the bank
     Am
Flag wavers in the courthouse
       G
Why do assholes get their way?

[Chorus]
             F
So if you’ve eaten the mythology
        F
Now you’ve got a bellyache
          C
Go on and call your old friend Dorothy
      C
Maybe she feels the same

              F
And if you’re tired of the peril
    F
The bullshit and the hate
          C
Go on and call your uncle Darryl
   G
Maybe it’s not too late
   G
Maybe it’s not too late
   G
I hope it’s not too late