[Silence]
[Instrumental: Piano, Deep Sub-Bass Synth, Acoustic Guitar, Organ, Saxophone, Drums, Electric Guitar, Percussion]
[Intro]
Welcome to the land of the golden glow!
Where bigger is better…
And subtlety has got to go!
Pucker up!
(Chin up!)
Freeze that smile!
We’re going spastic
(… full on plastic…)
In presidential style!
[Verse 1]
Orange glow and porcelain teeth
Cheekbones climbing way beneath
Lips inflated, eyebrows high
Frozen smiles that could make ya cry
Spray-tan sunsets, lashes wide
A little more on either side
Mirror, mirror, tell me true…
Who’s that staring back at you?
[Pre-Chorus]
Smooth it out, pump it up
Fill the glass and fill the cup
Turn the dial, erase the trace
Everybody wants that face!
[Chorus]
Mar-a-Lago (Face)
What a (Disgrace)
Oh! (No no, no)
Mar-a-Lago (Go)
Gag me with a spoon
(Sure ain’t gonna swoon)
‘Cause this ain’t Halloween
(Do ya know what I mean?)
[Verse 2]
Bee-sting lips and sculpted cheeks
A brand-new look for every week
Botox brows that never bend
A frozen frown that won’t quite end
Porcelain veneers, a polished grin
How much more can you fit in?
Taut as strings and smooth as glass
Beauty’s running out of gas!
[Pre-Chorus]
Smooth it out, pump it up
Fill the glass and fill the cup
Turn the dial, erase the trace
Everybody wants that face!
[Chorus]
Mar-a-Lago (Face)
What a (Disgrace)
Oh! (No no, no)
Mar-a-Lago (Go)
Gag me with a spoon
(Sure ain’t gonna swoon)
‘Cause this ain’t Halloween
(Know what I mean)
[Verse 3]
From the ballroom to the screen
Everybody’s chasing pristine
Flashbulbs pop, the cameras roll
Maximalist is the goal
Natural lines? A mortal sin!
Better smooth that forehead in
Subtlety has left the place
Welcome to the makeover race!
[Bridge]
Who’s got the pout?
(Without a doubt!)
Who’s got the glow?
(Not for real… just for show)
Who’s got the brows?
(Up to the clouds!)
Who’s got the face?
(It’s taking over the place!)
Wait a minute…
Hold that pose!
Can you still laugh?
Will your eyes close…?
[Instrumental]
Pucker!
Freeze!
Tan!
Tease!
It’s not the filler.
It’s not the tan.
It’s not the face of any one fan.
It’s when the subtle disappears,
And every mirror cheers and cheers.
There’s nothing wrong with growing old,
Or choosing what you want to show.
But when the trend becomes a race…
A beautiful face?
(There is no trace)
[Final Chorus]
Mar-a-Lago (Face)
What a (Disgrace)
Oh! (No no, no)
Mar-a-Lago (Go)
Gag me with a spoon
(Sure ain’t gonna swoon)
‘Cause this ain’t Halloween
(Know what I mean)
[Outro]
Mar-a-Lago (Face)
Frozen in (Place)
Smile for the (Show)
Nowhere left to (Go)
Gag me with a spoon
(We’re leaving soon)
When every look’s a magazine…
(Know what I mean!)
About the Song
The aesthetic often referred to as a botched, overly dramatic plastic surgery look associated with certain public figures in the Republican party is known pejoratively as “Mar-a-Lago face” (or “MAGA face”).
The term, named after Donald Trump’s private club in Palm Beach, Florida, describes an aggressive, “maximalist” approach to cosmetic procedures rather than a natural or subtle look. Plastic surgeons and media outlets characterize the look by a specific combination of exaggerated facial enhancements:
• Overfilled features: Unusually smooth, heavy use of dermal fillers that create puffy “bee-sting” lips and highly voluminous, dramatic cheekbones.
• Frozen expressions: Exaggerated use of Botox resulting in completely wrinkle-free visages, taut necks, and frozen or sharply peaked eyebrows (sometimes referred to online as a “Spock brow”).
• Distinct styling: The procedures are frequently paired with specific styling choices, including heavy spray tans, prominent porcelain veneers, dark smoky eye makeup, and large fake eyelashes.
While individuals across the political spectrum undergo cosmetic enhancements, cultural critics and sociologists note that the specific “Mar-a-Lago face” trend is distinguished by its overt, high-visibility nature. Political strategists and commentators suggest the aesthetic has grown popular among some party insiders as a form of deference to Trump’s personal, camera-centric preferences for flashy, stylized beauty standards.
From the album “Social Truth“