1. |
It's All White With Me
02:10
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You’ve the wrong skin, and the wrong face
Though your race adores, they’re the wrong race
They’re not my race
But such a different race
That it’s all white with me
You have brown eyes, Eat the wrong game
You have way-too-many-vowels in your long name
Not like my name
My name’s a lovely name (TRUMP!)
So it’s all white with me
You’re rapists, you’re addicts
You’re hard to respect
And most likely you’re terrorists too
You’re people I’m trying so hard to reject
Don’t you want to reject somebody, too?
You pray strange prayers
Wear a head swathe
Though your faith is charming, it’s the wrong faith,
It’s not my faith
But such a scary faith
That it’s all white with me
I’ll build up a wall to keep out the wrong sort
And I’ll make them pay for it, too
There’s someone I’m trying so hard to deport
Don’t you want to deport somebody, too?
And my big wall, it’ll be YUGE
No more tired huddled masses seeking refuge
I don’t get youse
So therefore, OUT WITH YOUSE
And our country will be free
Cuz I’m Klan-like, and it’s all white with me!
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2. |
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Give the white supremacists a nod
Tell the "Christian Right" that you found God
Take away the women’s rights we’ve had for fifty years
Hang out with the Ku Klux Klan, then crucify the queers
Build a wall to keep the for’ners out
Tell a Californian there’s no drought
That leaves one thing more before we’re through
One little thing from me, for you to do
Kiss My Rump, Donald Trump
I’d never vote for you
Not if you were the last man standing
Kiss My Rump Donald Trump
Your winning days are through
Your ass to you we will be handing
Lie about the businesses you’ve sold
Leave your wives before they get too old
Go grab ‘em by the pussy then pretend it’s not a crime
Cuz clearly you’re a pervert and your heart is full of slime
Talk of women like they’re pigs and whores
State they’re only useful on all fours
Use Mick Jagger’s music till you’re sued
But here’s one little task you must include
Kiss My Rump, Donald Trump
I’d never vote for you
Not if you were the last man standing
Kiss My Rump Donald Trump
Your winning days are through
Your ass to you we will be handing
I’ll try to be succincter
But your mouth looks like a sphincter
Your squinty eyes reveal to me
A narcissistic personality
Your tiny sausage fingers are
Too small to hold your fat cigar
How nice a so-called billionaire
would take away Obama-care
Tell McCain he’s not a war hero
After all, why not? You didn’t go
Tell me how you plan to keep the press from telling facts
Tell me how you won th’election without Russian hacks*
Flush the Grand Old Party down the drain
Have a bromance with Vladimir Pu-tain
Summon all the bigots in the country from their caves
Is this the way a president behaves?
Kiss My Rump, Donald Trump
I’d never vote for you
Not if you were the last man standing
Kiss My Rump Donald Trump
Your winning days are through
Your ass to you we will be handing
Kiss My Rump, Donald Trump
I’d never vote for you
Not if you were the last man standing
Kiss My Rump Donald Trump
Your winning days are through
Your ass to you we will be handing
Your ass to you we will be handing
Your ass to you we will be handing
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3. |
We Need A Little Xanax
02:28
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Call up my doctor
I’m gonna need a ton of pharmaceuticals
Fill my prescriptions
Before I bite my nails down to the cuticles (OW!)
For I need a little Xanax
Right this very minute,
Mild anti-depressants
Can’t put a dent in it
Oh I need a little Xanax
Right this very minute.
Oh Doctor dear now don’t be hesitant
Now that Donald Trump is president
Calm my anxiety
Bump up the serotonin and endorphins, please
Break up the Spilkes
It’s time we medicate this orange demon away
For we need a little Xanax
Right this very minute
Nothing stops the panics
We’re just living in it
Yes we need a little Xanax
Right this very minute
We need a little Xanax NOW
Tried all the naturals
I tried some mushroom tea and (rest) peyote again
Lavender essence,
I just thank God that marijuana’s legal here now
But I need a little Xanax
Something more exotic
Pass the oxycontin
Need a small narcotic
Yes I need a little morphine
Should I take up heroin?
Never have felt so dejected
What an asshole we elected
This is abysmal
This was the worst election I have ever seen.
More Pepto-Bismol
It’s time to get those knots out of my stomach please now
For I need a little Maalox
Need another Rolaid
Pass the Alka-Seltzer
Or some deadly nightshade
And we need some artificial
Happy ever after
We need a lot of Xanax now!
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4. |
The Boy From Mar-a-Lago
02:24
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Tall and orange and rich and tubby
The boy from Mar-a-Lago goes walking
And when he passes, each one he passes goes,
(Asshole! Blowhard! Windbag!)
Spending millions each vacation
He laughs as he rips off the nation
And when he passes each one he passes goes,
(You cut Meals On Wheels? Healthcare? PBS? NEA? Pussy-Grabber! Tiny Hands)
Oh and I watch him so madly
How can I tell him I loathe him?
Yes, while he’s dining on lobster
And Melania stays in NYC
The bill comes, not to him, but me
How much money is he making
From presidential golf vacationing
At his own Mar-a-lago by the sea
Oh, is he running the country?
How can I tell if he’s working?
Yes, I would vote to impeach him
But each day when I walk to DC
I can’t find him he’s at the sea
If he works, no one will ever know
Cuz he’s holed up in Mar-a-Lago
laughing at his own
government money tree (Windbag!)
He’s living free (Fascist!)
And chargin’ me (Spray-tanned gobshite!)
Down by the sea (Bloviating shit-gibbon!)
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5. |
Kakistocracy
02:12
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With all her books unread, Betsy DeVos will head
the nation’s education agency
She bought her way into the
Kakistocracy
Scott Pruitt really fracked up Oklahoma
Practic’lly destroying it structurally
He’ll head the EPA of (the)
Kakistocracy
What is it called if I’d take unqualified
old billionaires, extolified
and let them run our democracy? You’ll see!
Kakistocracy!
Old Mr. Sessions’ fight to keep his voters white
Has had the KKK on his settee
A white supremist’s part of (the)
Kakistocracy
And oily oil execs, one by the name of Rex,
will head Department of State naturally
Big Oil’s the biggest part of (the)
Kakistocracy
While Hill’ry got the ax for courting Goldman Sachs
Steve Mnuchin heads up the Treasury
Now Goldman Sachs is part of (the)
Kakistocracy
Rick Perry dancing star, Can’t recall you see
His own (what’s it called?) department of energy
And should someone rebuke him? Nuke’em!
Steve Miller’s by Don’s side, watch out for genocide
We’ve seen this all before in history
When CaCa comes to power, Kakistocracy
Caca-stocracy, Kakistocracy
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6. |
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When Jared tries to wear red ties
Or drive me in his new Bugatti
He might be cute ‘nhis Armani suit
But my heart belongs to Daddy
You may decline my dress design
You may think my handbags are faddie
But Chinese pa-tents are where it’s at-
Since my heart belongs to Daddy
Yes my heart belongs to daddy
In a weird sort of creepy-ish way
Yes my heart belongs to daddy
Dad-da-da-da-da Daddy all day
More important than his caddie
Cuz I translate all the big words
And I whisper to my Daddy
“Daddy Dear, let’s bomb Muslims and Kurds”
My Nordstrum’s line was oh so fine
I even had skirts that were plaiddie
And Chinese kids won all my work bids
Cuz my heart belongs to daddy
I will defend him till the end
While sitting on his chubby lappy
I’ll make a mint
And hide his dementia
My heart belongs to Pappy
Yes my heart belongs to Daddy
So I simply couldn’t be mad
When he starts to fiddle-faddie
With the rights that all humans once had
And I want to warn you laddie
That I think he now mustn’t fail
I really need my Daddy
Cuz my husband is going to jail
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7. |
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Chocolate Cake and 18 Holes
Help you forget your abysmal polls
But just shout “Fore” before you drop that bomb
Chocolate cake and 18 holes
Help you forget those Russian moles
And blowing up an airbase fills one with such calm (even when empty)
What kind of cake should they bake for me
Now that we are bombing old Afgani
Next week let’s bomb Germany
And take all their cake from their bakery (oh German)
Chocolate cake and 18 holes
Help you reach your presidential goals
Just drop a bomb and have a past-erie
Life’s as good as it’s gonna get
Just think of all the lands we haven't bludgeoned yet!
I feel just like Marie Antoinette! What’s for dessert? Cake?
Angel food cake? Devil’s food cake? Impeach pie? Mm?
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8. |
Covfefe
02:31
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I'm feeling mighty stifled by that
Paris Climate shite
But I’m on the throne and on my phone
And in between I twite Covfefe
I know all the best words! I’ll never feel that warming That’s for science nerds (hashtag fakenews)
Like Ha-kuna Matata
It means the world won’t end
If I give out coordinates of submarines to friends Covfefe
Here’s my cell, ring me up! I’ll tell you where the troops are! Cuz Covfefe’s what’s up!
Now my staff’s abanding the ship wreck
My cab’net’s getting probed to bits
I can’t quite figure out what’s happenin’
So Covfefe I’ll put on the twits while my
Communications director quits
Let’s build another pipeline
Let’s frack up all the sea
Let’s build back channels to Red Square
It only means to me Covfefe! While the money rolls in
I’m not gonna quit-cher, just make the rich get richer
Who needs oxygen? (It’s overrated) While the money rolls in
Covfefe for the win
(Paris Climate Accord LOL)
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9. |
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I hope there were mirrors with two way views
I hope there were secret bugs hiding in the drapes
I hope Alan Funt got it all on film
Lordy, I hope there were tapes
I hope there were suspicious clips on his long red tie
I hope there were 10 microphones in mysterious shapes
I wish ya’ll all had been flies on the wall
Lordy, I hope there were tapes
I hope Jimmy Stewart was looking out his rear window that day
And saw the president say what he apparently swears he didn’t say
Hinting, suggesting, puffed out chesting like a mob boss, for me to heed him
Isn’t this a hot mess? Can I get a witness PLEASE? Where’s Boo Radley when ya need him?
I hope someone caught it all on their new iphone
I hope no one tied to him or the Kremlin escapes
And If he is lucky maybe Gerald Ford will pardon him, too
Lordy, I hope there were tapes (Don’t leave me alone with him!)
Lordy I hope there were tapes (Ooh maybe a drone dropped in!)
Lordy Gosh oh golly gee I hope there were tapes!
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10. |
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There are worse things I could do
Then go with a boy named Pu-tin
and though my cabinet’s
now filled with Ruskylluders, how
could you want to see me go?
That’s a thing I’d like to know
I could launder all my stacks
Celebrate the Russian hacks
What’s a billionaire to do
When the Feds are on to you
And they shout “Collusion!” too
That’s a thing I’d never do
I could screw the IRS
Report nothing, make them guess
Golden showers everyday
In Moscow I could play
And tweet Rosie while I poo....
I could hurt Democracy
Out of spite or jealousy
That Obama made me mad
So I got some help from Vlad
A fact I bet you never knew (nobody knew, nobody knew)
But to tell the truth to you
That’s the worst thing I could do
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11. |
Trump Horcrux Song
02:38
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Horcrux number one is hidden
In Donald’s own toupee (or whatever that is)
And if you do dare to touch his hair
Your soul will be sucked away
Horcrux the second grew so fecund
In a peculiar place
The bush was thick, we pulled it quick
The mandrake with Spicer’s face
Horcrux number 3 was hidden down in the bow’ls
of Kelly Anne Conway’s soul
Shriveled dry by every lie and stolen by owls
then fed to a nasty troll
Horcrux number 4 is in the trickiest place
To find it would be an art
Deftly hidden in a tiny
Rock better known as
Paul Ryan’s cold dead heart
Horcrux number 5 is in a deep pit of sand at
Mar-a-lago Resort
If you try to dig you will be swallowed up and then
baked in a chocolate torte
Horcrux number 6 is hidden
In Mitch McConnell’s chin
It waddles and shakes and then it takes
Your healthcare (and with a grin)
The last piece of soul lives in the
Nesting dolls of Putin
Decreasing in size, they hide the cries
Of the tormented soul within
The search you must now begin...
McGonagall needs her gin…...
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12. |
Lyet Me Entertyain You
02:34
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Extra, Extra, Hey look at the headlines
This drama is better than a play
Extra, Extra, They’re drawing big red lines
Around the best debacle of the day
The president tweets, The president twaets
He tries to turn the Boyscouts into fascist brats*
Presenting...in person….That ever-intriguing, never-ending bundle of dynamite…..
The Russian Scandal!!!
Hello, everybody, My name is collusion! What’s yours?
Lyet me entertyain you, Lyet me make you smile
You will feel windicted
When Donald is conwicted
Of that there’s no denial
We’ll make you dizzy
And keep you bwusy
Trump news can turn on a dime (Da! Nyet!)
So lyet me entertyain you
While Congress does the real crime, Look here!
While Congress does the real crime
Meanwhile in Congress
Watch them quickly maim the
poor and middle class
Watch them take your shares
To give to billionaires
And kick us in the ass
If you’re a bit slow?
This is a shit show.
Put on by Ryan and Mitch
While we’re all watching Russia
They’re giving our money to the rich, yes sir,
They’re throwing our protections in the ditch, yes, sir
And we’re gonna be their bitch yes sir,
We’re gonna be their bitch
(Now THAT’S Entertainment!)
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13. |
Tiki Torch Nazis
02:10
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Tiki torch Nazis
Hanging around the college square
Tiki torch Nazis
Had to rob mom just to get there
Well at least you could have taken time to
Cover your sweet faces
Cuz your bosses back at home now know you’re
vile disgusting racists
Tiki torch Nazis
Hanging around with David Duke
Tiki torch Nazis
Your presence makes me wanna puke
Do you really think you’ll make extinct all traces of Barack
Go back from whence you came, back underneath your rock
Bigots get moving
Why keep your feeble hopes alive?
What are you proving?
Just keeping Hitler’s dream alive
When you bleach your hair you must take care
As though you were a chemist
Do it sloppily and you could be a not-so-white-supremist
Now all your families
see that you stand where Hitler stood
Now you are finding
out that you should have worn your hood
Take off your swastikas, your armbands too, you’re looking like a fool
Put out your tiki torch and go back to high school
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Christie, Parody lyrics by Matt Levin
Who’s stretched out on the beach in New Jersey?
Who’s all alone in claiming the sand?
Who gets the perks because he’s the gov’nor?
Everyone knows it’s Christie.
Who thumbs his nose at all of New Jersey?
Who’ll never play with the E Street Band?
Whose July Fourth was bound to be lonely?
Everyone knows it’s Christie.
And Christie likes sea-side naps
Underneath his base-ball caps.
Watch Christie’s career collapse
Little left to lose
(little left to lose, no pride left to lose).
And Christie likes sea-side naps
Underneath his base-ball caps.
Watch Christie’s career collapse
Little left to lose
(little left to lose, no pride left to lose)
Who’s got a free beach house in New Jersey?
Who’s made the state his private resort?
Who’s king of the political bullies?
Everyone knows it’s Christie.
Who’s stretched out on the beach in New Jersey?
Who’s all alone in claiming the sand?
Who gets the perks because he’s the gov’nor?
Everyone knows it’s Christie.
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15. |
Both Sides Now
03:14
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Well-armed boys with golden hair
Who raised their arms up in the air
With tiki torches everywhere
Made Donald proud that day
But those opposed to racist hate
Who sought the Nazis to deflate
This president he does equate
With those who killed that day
He’s put the blame on both sides now
The nazis and not-nazis, HOW?
It’s his delusions we recall
You can’t equate the two at all
Unarmed boys with curly hair
Who raise their brown hands in the air
Are shot before they have a prayer
By profiling police
So rugged heroes bend their knee
Arms locked in solidarity
The Potus calls them SOBs
And calls for their release
He puts the blame on both sides now
He scorns a peaceful protest how?
The first amendment we recall
You can’t equate the two at all
When Donald’s loud dog-whistle sounds
He perks the ears of mongrel hounds
Who celebrate like pasty clowns
In a supremist way
Now gen’rals hang their heads in shame
Associated with his name
And CEO’s quit to exclaim
His game they will not play
He’s put the blame on both sides now
They’re morally equiv’lent, HOW?
It’s his delusions we recall
You can’t equate the two at all
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16. |
Disrespectful
02:18
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You tell us we are being disrespectful
You tell us, Oh, that we should be ashamed (shame shame)
That the office of the president is sacred
So therefore all our comments should be tamed
So….What part of
Pussy-grabbing narcissictic
Twitter-addicted nepotistic
xenophobic mostly illiterate
bully are we supposed to respect?
Pussy-grabbing narcissistic
Twitter-addicted nepotistic
xenophobic Mostly illiterate
bully are we supposed to respect?
Just WHICH part of this man’s character
Deserves presidential veneration?
If you could point out one virtue I would shout
Hooray and so would well over half the nation (who voted for Hillary)
Pussy-grabbing narcissistic
Twitter-addicted nepotistic
xenophobic mostly illiterate
bully that we’re supposed to respect? x2
You can say “He won! Get over it!”
But that’s not the point of our odes
I guarantee you we’re not gonna stay quiet
While Baby Huey holds the nuclear codes!
And he’s a
Pussy-grabbing narcissistic
Twitter-addicted nepotistic
xenophobic mostly illiterate
bully that we’re supposed to respect?
I wasn’t crazy about George Bush but I’d take him back in a heartbeat
But this pussy-grabbing narcissistic
Twitter-addicted nepotistic
bully we’ll NEVER respect?
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17. |
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‘Member when you felt so blue
Didn’t know just what to do
But honey now you do
Your vote it turned the red states blue
14 seats and 2 govners more
Showing Trumpism the door
The melting pot is you
Your vote it turned the red states blue
Blue as the ocean Blue as the sky
Siding with reason not with bigot..try
Giving the old guard a big black eye
Telling the jerks….that this is goodbye
Alabama’s turning blue
Cuz Roy Moore had a snafu
His little gun is through (pew pew)
Your vote it turned that red state blue
Sending a message to th’executive branch
Millions of snowflakes make an avalanche
Tell them the people want justice for all
Halftime’s almost here, and we’ve got the ball
Yes Virginia, it is true
A Santa Claus exists for you
Maine and Washington and New Jersey too
Your vote it turned the red states
Your vote it turned the red states
Your vote it turned the red states blue
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18. |
Mueller, Don't Be Late
01:11
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Mueller, Mueller do your job,
Please indict this orange clown slob.
We've been patient, we can't wait,
Want a country free of hate.
Want a president that's sane,
Not one who has poop for brains.
We can hardly stand the wait
Please Mueller , don't be late.
Round the subject Don does dance
But he’s crapping in his pants
Mueller find the smoking gun
Please Before we all are done.
Please before Kim Jong Un attacks
We just want our country back
Find a way to end this pain
Please Mueller end his reign
Mueller we can end this tale
Please put his ass in jail.
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All we want for Christmas is this douche impeached
This douche impeached
See this douche impeached
Gee if we could only have this douche impeached
Then we could wish you Merry Christmas
It seems so long since we could say
Christmas brings us tidings of excitements
Gosh oh gee how happy we'll be
When Muller brings indictments
All we want for Christmas is this douche impeached
And Mike Pence impeached
The whole cabinet bleached
Gee if we could only have this douche impeached
Then we could wish you Merry Christmas
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20. |
A Rally
02:05
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I have reached the top, as high as I can go,
Yet I don’t feel myself, My spirit is so low
I need to make a plan, my ego now to feed
But wait! I know exactly what I need……..
A rally, a rally, I think I’ll hold a rally
A rally’s what I’m needing to feel whole
A rally, a rally, oh let’s not dilly-dally
Chop Chop! Just rent the hall, and in they’ll stroll
I hear the people cheer, “Lock her up! Lock her up!”
I hear the people shout “Build that wall!”
I hear you chant my name, and I revel in my fame
When this is done I might just hit the mall
(and hold a)
Rally, a rally! I’ll hold one in the alley
Just anywhere the crowds might gather
Let’s not work because I’d rather
Blather, because on your praise I thrive
And a rally makes me feel alive
Hey!
The floods in Houston are a way
I can get crowds to come and hear me talk about my numbers,
How I won Wisconsin bigly
And Missouri makes me giggly
“What a great crowd! What a turn out! My ratings are tremendous!!”
A rally, a rally
So what’s the final tally? A tally for my rally would be fine
Let’s start a new election cycle
Staging! Where’s my black man, Michael?
A rally? I feel divine
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21. |
Dear Queen Elizabeth
01:32
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I so don’t wish to disparage
But don’t let him near your carriage
Orange cheeks, No class
Fake hair, Large ass
He may be sad and disappointed
That you’ve shown him he’s not God’s annointed
He’s a loose cannon
He’ll start wars
Best kept outdoors
Never let that old fool
Sit on your upholstery. He’ll drool
If you put the napkins posh out
You don’t know if the orange will wash out
If you don’t praise or tolerate him
He will finally see that we all hate him
He might show his tax returns so we can see
he’s not paying Russia for hookers to pee
Help us Queenie
Many Thanks!
Sincerely
⅔ of the USA.
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22. |
The Lonely Dotard
02:24
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High on the hill was a lonely dotard
Lady ogle lady ogle her hoo hoo
Loud was the voice of the lonely dotard
Twit il-lit-er-ittee odle oo
Folks in a place that was quite remote heard
"Shady Compensaty for the wee pee-pee"
Lusty and clear from the dotard´s throat heard
Makey fun of flaky Donald Boom
Oh ho Rocket manny ee-ho Oh ho Barky bark dog
Oh ho Nambia Coffee, Nambia Covfefe ugh
A prince on the bridge of a castle moat heard
"Namey-Cally Namey-Calley big doo-doo"
He yodeled back to the lonely dotard
"Tame the old derangy US fool"
Soon General Kelly his head explodeherd
What the helly did he really say God NOOOO!!
What a duet for the prince and dotard
Escalatey Detonatey Boom
Oligarchy, Communarchy
Barry Barky, Leave your mark
Decimated Populatey,
For the wee pee-pee Compensatee
Four Russian girls in a Red Square d’hote heard
"Urinatey prostitatey who-hoo-hoo"
They yodeled back to the lonely dotard
Rubles or no bubles pay up front
Paul Manafort with a scheming gloat heard
Mueller’s got a warrant open up hoo hoo
Things don’t look good for the deranged dotard
Rigging the election what a cu-ogh cough cough
Oh ho Tweedle deedle deedle
Oh ho Twittle idle lay
Oh no no no
He did not just say that
Someone take his phone away!
Happy are they pee-pee small, pee-pee swinging
Pounding their chests like the apes in the zoo
We’ll all be dead for the peace h’aren’t bringing
(Fuck it just admit it we’re all screwed)
Russian Pee Pee, Hot Covfefe
Russian Hankling, Ego Wanking
Complicateyodlelay Demonstrateyodleyyee
masculateyoldeay
Dotard locked and loadard Bombs Away! Ha!
All alpha dogs with testosterone singing
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo
Ummm (ummm)
Odl lay ee (odl lay ee)
Odl lay hee hee (odl lay hee hee)
Odl lay ee
Yodeling
Happy are they lay dee olay dee lee o
Yodeling
Soon the duet will become a trio
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo
Odl lay ee, old lay ee
Odl lay hee hee, odl lay ee
Odl lay odl lay, odl lay odl lee, odl lay odl lee
Odl lay odl lay odl lay
Hoo!
Compensaty Emasculatey for the wee pee pee
Namey-Cally Namey-Calley big doo doo
Complicaty What a duet for a (?) and dotard
Rocket Manny and the Nambia covfefe hoo
Nambia and Pambia Covfefe-hoo
Compensaty Emasculatey for the wee pee pee
Aggravatey eliminatey Populate Oh oh!
Twitter
General Kelly
Nambia and Pambia Covfefe-hoo
Twiddle dee dee twiddle doodle day
Men on a road with a load to tote heard
Educate the inarticulate hee hee
Men in the midst of a UN meet heard
Aggravat- eliminate Populate Oh oh!
Men drinking beer with the foam afloat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo
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23. |
The Seven CDC Words
01:52
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The seven CDC words, those ghastly little traps
Were never written by this president (oh Heavens no...)
Those seven CDC words were writ by other chaps
and solely to appease the one percent (c’est moi!)
Take Fetus; now there's a ruse
A plan to vilify a woman’s right to choose (keep her poor!)
“Transgender”? I use air quotes
(of course it’s real but we need ALL those Baptist votes--shhh!)
We find "Diversity" in such bad taste
White is superior (that’s probably science-based, hmm?)
"Entitlement" it only applies to we rich
And people who are "Vulnerable" are a drag
If "Evidence-Based" is factual we just say “fact you”
This climate talk just makes us want to gag (buy oil!)
We’ll create our own community we billionaires can rule
We’ll chuck the science, boost religious myth
We’ll keep the middle class far away from our nice pool
And when they blame us, we’ll just plead the fifth
Those lower-class conservatives they don’t catch on well
Ayn Rand is smiling from her velvet seat in hell
You'll never find plain science unstatusing our quo
Or making our Koch Brothers Bubble burst
Let lib’rals take the high road, we will just take notes…
This theocratic bullshit will rake in lots of votes
We’ll keep up our alignment with the religious right
So they’ll all vote republican And we can sleep at night
All those seven CDC words are
Just a little bargain with the do-nor class
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24. |
Scaramucci
00:18
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25. |
My Funny Vladimir
02:11
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My Funny Vladimir
Sweet Daddy Vladimir
You make me beg like a dog
You are my Rasputin
I’d kiss your ass Pootin
Cuz you’re my favorite demagogue
Please forgive the debts I owe
Don’t blow up Maralago
And those sanctions I will throw
All away
Just don’t leak that dossier
Please make it go away
Stay Daddy Vladimir stay
Each day is Vladimir Day
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26. |
Dom Perignon
03:55
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Ven ve started it was veekly trips to Paris
My life vas Tiffany’s and Cartier
De Kobe beef and caviar dey made me feel just like a star
De memories stay wit me to dis day
At tea, my toast is always topped with truffles
De liposuction keep me looking fey
My heart is pumping liqvid gold, but his shenanigans get old And now I stand before you and I say:
Dere is not enough Dom Perignon in de
world to put up with dat man
Dere is not enough fine caviar in de world in de
jar or de can
He never met a mirror dat he didn’t like
He never met a back he didn’t stab
He never met a crooked deal he couldn’t strike
He never met a hoo hoo dat he didn’t grab
Dere is not enough Dom Perignon in de
world to put up with dat man
I vas only tryink to improve my qvality of life. Can you blame me?….Oh shut up, or I vill slap your tiny hand
Oh de yachts and pearls and diamonds were exqvisite
Saks Fifth Avenue was “slumming” for de day
I didn’t mind de sex, it was just like de side-effects
of a new drug, (highly unpleasant), but worth it all de vay
Oh de man had such a yuge naked ambition
Trust me, dat’s de only ting you’d vant to see
I got real good at fakin’ it as long as I was rakin’ it in...
but den one day it dawned on me …..
Dere is not enough Dom Perignon in the world to put up with dat man
Dere is not enough fine caviar in de world in de jar or de can
He never met a mirror dat he didn’t like
He never met a back he didn’t stab
He never met a crooked deal he couldn’t strike
He never met a pooooosy that he didn’t grab
De lovely riviera couldn’t make me unaware of de disgusting pig I married on dat day
Dere is not enough Dom Perignon in de world to put up with dat man
Dere is not enough Dom Perignon in de world to put up with dat man
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Round
like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning in a really crooked deal
This administration changes in the blinking of an eye
Cuz the White House is a sinking ship where rats jump off to die
Out with Tillerson and Price, In with Azar and Pompeo
Gary Cohn detests the tariffs so he leaves them to Kudlow
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of Trump’s mind
Now John Bolton has replaced Gen’ral McMaster who replaced
Michael Flynn whose resignation had a very Russian taste
Walter Shaub, in charge of ethics, said “Trump’s hopeless! That’s enough!”
So they brought in David Apol so he won’t say stuff that’s tough
Then Rob Porter beat his wives so Derek Lyons took his place
Omarosa, she resigned but then she wouldn’t leave the space
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of Trump’s mind
Facts that soon turn into fiction, names that jangle in your head
Why did Priebus go so quickly? Was it something that he said?
Steven Bannon was disgusting and he didn’t like the Jews
Gorka’s wanted for arrest now, but he’s welcome on Fox News
Now defunct Brenda Fitzgerald used to head the CDC
But investments in tobacco put a stain on her CV
Katie Walsh replaced by two men, Joseph Hagin, Chris Liddell
Poor Ivana was replaced by Marla who was offed by Mel
Like a door that keeps revolving in a wicked fever dream
Like the ripples from a toxic rock he tosses in a stream
Michael Dubke quit then Scaramucci came in for ten days,
then Hope Hicks quickly replaced him but she’s leaving anyways
in with Sanders and Bowdich so out with Spicer and McCabe
Out with Comey, Yates, Bharara. In with Berman, Sessions, Wray
As the travesties unwind
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of Trump’s mind.
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28. |
Rally 'Round The Flag
01:39
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Rally ‘round the flag
‘tis a very ancient game
Boys and girls let’s fire up
Your patriotic flame
T’will make you oh so proud
Of the country in which you dwell,
America First! America First!
The others can go to hell
Rally Round the flag, boys
Don’t question right or wrong
Don’t challenge what we’re fighting for
Or kneel during our song
Don’t sit down while the president
Begins to lie and brag
To disagree is treason (OH!)
So rally round the flag
Old Glory will be flapping when she sees the big parade
Of soldiers tanks and guns and Bombs so colorf’ly displayed
Our president is vying to compete with General Kim
It’ll give him great big bonespur cuz he thinks it’s all for him! So
Rally round the flag, boys
Use your outdoor voice
Watch the soldiers, brave, salute
Him, ‘cause they have no choice
Pledge all of your allegiance to the great red white and blue
But emphasize the WHITE part that’s what Donald likes to do
So rally round the flag boys,
rally round the flag!
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29. |
Unfriend Me
01:26
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Unfriend Me
Just click the little box that says unfriend me
You don’t like what I say so just unfriend me
Don’t troll my timeline
I said it
You don’t agree with what I said
I get it
But calling me bad names means you don’t get it
Just block me, that’s fine
You like all my pictures of little kitties
But now all my actual opinions twist your titties
Unfriend me
Just click the little link that says unfriend me
Don’t worry what I think just please unfriend me
And show some aplomb
Just unfriend me
It won’t offend me
You know that you’ll always be my mom
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30. |
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Give the white supremacists a nod
Tell the Christian right that you found god
Take away the women’s rights we’ve had for 50 years
Hang out with the ku klux klan then crucify the queers
Fire everyone who calls your bluff
Vilify the ones who say “enough”
That leaves one thing more before we’re through
One little thing from me for you to do
Kiss My Rump Donald Trump
I’d never vote for you
Not if you were the last man standing
Kiss my rump Donald Trump
If you attempt a coup
Your ass to you we will be handing
Build a fence to keep protesters out
Hunker in your bunker, tweet and pout
Tell the cops to go ahead and up brutality
Law and order is a premise fascists all decree
Drink some bleach to clean your molecules
Push hydroxychloroquine to fools
Keep denying your ineptitude
But here’s one little task you must include
Kiss My Rump Donald Trump
I’d never vote for you
Not if you were the last man standing
Kiss my rump Donald Trump
If you attempt a coup
Your ass to you we will be handing
I’ll try to be succincter but your mouth looks like a sphincter
Your squinty eyes reveal to me narcissistic personality
Your tiny-fingered sausage links
are far too small to hold your drinks
So get some help in your defense
From your disgusting sycophants
Tell McCain he’s not a war hero
After all, why not? You didn’t go
Tell me how you plan to keep the press from telling facts
Tell me how you won th’election without Russian hacks
Flush the Grand Old Party down the drain
Have a bromance with Vladmir Pu-tain
Summon all the bigots in the country from their caves
Is this the way a president behaves
Kiss My Rump Donald Trump
I’d never vote for you
Not if you were the last man standing
Kiss my rump Donald Trump
If you attempt a coup
Your ass to you we will be handing
Kiss My Rump Donald Trump
I’d never vote for you
Not if you were the last man standing
Kiss my rump Donald Trump
If you attempt a coup
Your ass to you we will be handing
Your ass to you we will be handing
Your ass to you we will be handing
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