Thank you, Baker!
It was a prop.
Turn around
Every now and then I see a mother and child, but the rest of them are men
Turn around
Mexico offered you asylum but you thought you’d cross right over our border and then
Turn around
Every now and then I see some rocks get thrown by these peaceful migrants fleeing in fear
Turn around
Every now and then I see 6 year old kid with no shoes, a diaper on its rear!
And you have to go back tonight!
And you have to go back forever!
Because you do not have the right
To rush through our border together
And we’re only protecting our rights
And you’ll never belong
Together we protect our border, holding the line
Until that wall is built and we’ll watch it shine
You have to go back tonight!
Or the border will close up tight
Our border’s gonna close up tight
Once upon a time there was no caravan
And now we should be letting them win
Nothing you can say
We’re never letting them in!
Turn around migrants, Turn arouuuuund