They say what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger
So we should all be feeling pretty f#@&-ing strong
Remember when things don’t look great
The path of progress isn’t straight
But why does it have to take so f#@&-ing long?
(I’ll have several bleeped out swear words in this song)

	We’ve fought these fights before,  Picked ourselves up off the floor
	Regained our hope after the times we’ve lost it
	So while it isn’t fun.     We’ve gotta do what must be done
	But cut ourselves some slack, ‘cause we’re exhausted

They say what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger
Even when our values take a major hit
Like that old joke, we can enlist The outlook of the optimist
Who’s sure that there’s a pony under all the sh*t
(Like I said, I will be swearing quite a bit)

	It’s gonna be a long four years
As their side gloats ‘bout ‘liberal tears’
	Some family gatherings may be tense and skittish
	Meanwhile these shmendricks will ensure us
	Lots of mishegoss and tsuris 
	At times like these there’s nothing quite like Yiddish
		 	
They say what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger
Strength we’ll need to help us rise above the muck
So although our hearts are hurting Our loins we will be girding
To fight the latest outrage from that shmuck
Who every day has us saying, WTF

When you think you can’t take this sh*t storm any longer
Remember though it doesn’t thrill us, what doesn’t f#@&-ing kill us 
Will f#@&-ing make us all much f#@&-ing stronger!