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Subject: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST,Phil Date: 13 Dec 15 - 07:58 PM there was a somewhat off topic discussion of Donald Trump's current campaign on a facebook page celebrating Phil Ochs --- so now I'm looking for songs based on any of Trump's exploits existent or newly penned lyrics welcome (take this as a song challenge if you wish) |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST,.gargoyle Date: 13 Dec 15 - 08:25 PM It is stale news...but here is à New-York Post article about tribute songs to Donald Trump. www.post.com/2015/10/09/people-are-writing-tribute-songs-for-donald-trump/ Sincerely, Gargoyle "Let's make America great again, better than she's ever been" |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST,Phil Date: 14 Dec 15 - 10:37 AM link doesn't seem to work, Gargoyle |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST,Phil Date: 14 Dec 15 - 10:38 AM http://nypost.com/2015/10/09/people-are-writing-tribute-songs-for-donald-trump/ what about dump trump songs? |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST Date: 14 Dec 15 - 08:58 PM My. but we are paticular...and't we ? ? ? Troll in thé hinter region PLEASE |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Donuel Date: 13 Jan 21 - 09:18 AM BEHIND BLUE EYES No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the mad man Behind trump eyes And no one knows what it's like To be hated To be fated to telling only lies But my dreams they aren't as empty As my golf course seems to be I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free No one knows what its like To feel these feelings Like I do And I blame you No one bites back as hard On their anger None of my pain and woe Can show through But my dreams they aren't as empty As my hotels seem to be I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free No one knows what its like To be mistreated, to be defeated Behind blue eyes An no… |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Phil Cooper Date: 13 Jan 21 - 09:45 AM There is a song out there called something like Donald Trump Murdered John Prine. Someone sang it at the virtual fox valley folklore society song circle a couple months back. And I think someone said they found a link to it on youtube. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Capt. Telemark Date: 13 Jan 21 - 07:58 PM These songs will seem less relevant in a week. I usually leave out two verses when I sing it, since it is a bit long. Before Mexico pays for the wall I don't claim to be an astronomer, But I'm sure that the stars will fall, And I will win a Nobel prize, Before Mexico pays for the wall It's clear that the climate is changing, Winters now seem more like fall, But I know that Hell will freeze over, Before Mexico pays for the wall. CHORUS We all have wished for something we want, Money , good looks, or good health, But if trump is as rich as he says he is, He can pay for the wall himself. I've never been very athletic, I can't run much faster than a crawl, But I'll win an Olympic Gold medal, Before Mexico pays for the wall. I know I'm not much of a singer, My voice might make your skin crawl, But I'm sure that I'll win a Grammy, Before Mexico pays for the wall. Chorus Shakespeare said all the world is a stage, And that we are players all, And I'll have an armful of Oscars, Before Mexico pays for the wall. I'm not an ornithologist, I can't ID bird calls, But I will fly like an Eagle, Before Mexico pays for the wall. Chorus We should not be governed by hubris, Pride goeth before a fall, But driven by vanity, goaded by Hannity, TRump wants us to pay for his wall. TRump claimed he would balance the budget, He hasn't and he never will, China will finance his spending, And our grandkids will inherit the bill. We all have wished for something we want, Money , good looks, AND good health, But if TRump is so rich, that son of a bitch, Can pay for the wall himself. You can hear it (poorly sung) on my YouTube channel https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GP8FUxfqLrE&t=5s Larry Montgomery |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Capt. Telemark Date: 13 Jan 21 - 08:11 PM Rake, Rake, Rake Intro: A little more than two years ago, Northern California was under a heavy pall of smoke, but that was nothing compared to the suffering of our friends and relatives and neighbors who lost everything in one of the big wildfires. A little while later, our dear leader came to Butte County to show just how much empathy he's capable of, and to share his vast knowledge of how to prevent more wildfires. I thought his wisdom should be set to music--using that term very loosely. CHORUS (So) Rake, Rake, Rake the forest clean, Make it the cleanest forest floor you've ever seen, Rake it to bare earth, to keep the forests green, Rake, Rake, Rake the forest clean. California is on fire, I need someone to blame, If the earth should shake and quake, my response would be the same, Paradise or Pleasure, who cares about the name, Everything is politics, that's my only game, BRIDGE I'm a forest fire expert, just ask me, Though I don't know which end's which on a Pulaski, I just blurt what's in my head, then I don't know what I said, And, I've never seen the forest for the trees. I cut from Forest management, to spend more on defense, Not defense of people's homes, that would make way too much sense, I don't believe in climate change, and I am proud to be so dense, That's why the right-wing kooks have so much confidence. [Chorus] California lets some river water run out to the sea, It seems like such a waste to let it follow gravity, It ends up getting salty, and full of salmon pee, It would be a better use to dump it all on golf club greens. [Chorus] Hearable on YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3_Kg8CQcXQ&t=55s How many of you have ever sung about salmon pee??? A Pulaski??? |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Capt. Telemark Date: 13 Jan 21 - 08:33 PM This is not just about trump, but you might notice a reference to one of his most infamous statements. There is a verse admonishing the ladies to do the right thing, but I can't find it at the moment. Keep It In Your Pants It's not pleasant to discuss this, but I really think I must, You know there are some famous men, we thought that we could trust, Men of wealth and stature that seemed to have good sense, But we know now, they don't know how, to keep it in their pants. CHORUS So, keep it in your pants, guys, keep it in your pants, Whether you're at work, on the bus, or at a dance, Keep it in your pants, please, keep it in your pants, But we know now, they don't know how, to keep it in their pants. When you're the boss of someone, and you think you'll have your way, The power is not balanced , there are no shades of gray, You think she's so impressed with you, she'll welcome your advance, But when in doubt, don't whip it out, just keep it in your pants So, keep it in your pants, guys, keep it in your pants, Whether you're at work, on the bus, or at a dance, Keep it in your pants, please, keep it in your pants, When in doubt, don't whip it out, just keep it in your pants Don't grab 'em by the pussy, don't pat 'em on the butt, Just think how you would feel if someone grabbed you by the nuts, Keep your privates private, don't act like a dunce Take a tip, keep it zipped, just keep it in your pants So, keep it in your pants, guys, keep it in your pants, Whether you're at work, on the bus, or at a dance, Keep it in your pants, please, keep it in your pants, Take a tip, keep it zipped, just keep it in your pants When You meet a lovely lady, and you hope you can connect, You've got a better chance, if you treat her with respect, If the lady you are wooing doesn't welcome your advance, If uninvited, not requited, just keep it in your pants. So, keep it in your pants, guys, keep it in your pants, Whether you're at work, on the bus, or at a dance, Keep it in your pants, please, keep it in your pants, If uninvited, not requited, just keep it in your pants. And there's a special situation, that's got a Scottish lilt, Would all you Highland laddies, please keep it in your kilt, Keep it in your kilt, lads, keep it in your kilt, Would all you Highland laddies, please keep it in your kilt. Hearable on YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H52KIkBbsRk&t=2s |
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Subject: Links for the preceding songs From: Capt. Telemark Date: 13 Jan 21 - 10:26 PM I just figured out how to make active links, and I don't know how to go back and edit previous posts. Before Mexico pays for the wall Rake, Rake, Rake Keep it in Your Pants |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Stilly River Sage Date: 14 Jan 21 - 03:14 PM You can't, but moderators may be helpful in that way. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Reinhard Date: 14 Jan 21 - 03:47 PM Iona Fyfe sings Mark Russell's song Donald Whit a Lover on Twitter. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Stilly River Sage Date: 14 Jan 21 - 05:05 PM 'Fall of Trump' songs |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Stilly River Sage Date: 04 Jun 24 - 07:12 PM Bringing this back to the top for any new lyrics. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Charley Noble Date: 05 Jun 24 - 05:42 PM Sally Rogers and Charlie King were singing their own version of this song, to the tune of "Sixteen Tons. I'm asked them for their verses. This is as far as I got last weekend: By Charlie Ipcar, 5/1/2024 Tune: “sixteen Tons” Thirty-Four Felonies Thirty-four felonies and what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt; St. Peter, don’t you call me ‘cos’ I can’t wait, I’ve sold my soul to be Chief of State! It was early one morning, cloudy and cool, Trump pulled up to the court house, addressed the press pool; “I’m an innocent man and this trial is a joke, And you’ll soon see who’s been blowing thick smoke.” The jury filed in, their verdict in hand, Trump rose up and straight did stand; “Thirty four felonies,” the court clerk tolled,” The judge scratched his head said, “Well, bless my soul!” Notes: For years tRump supporters have rejected the charge that "he had no convictions." Since last Thursday afternoon, around 4:30pm, they must feel vindicated as he racked up 34 convictions, all of them felonies. Next stop will be sentencing, July 11th. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST,.gargoyle Date: 05 Jun 24 - 06:32 PM The entire world stumps, For our president, Donald Trump. He is the only one near, That Vladamir Put has a fear. Give a nickle, give a dollar, All of Newport Is glad to hollar... Thank you Lucky Palmer! Sincerely, Gargoyle Biden and Trump just wrapped up California fund raisers ... one at the home of under 30yo engineer. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Pappy Fiddle Date: 08 Jun 24 - 09:09 PM Here's another one, I just whipped it up like a batch of fritters. The Grand Ol' Party Has a rep for bein' honest Well, there was a prez named Nixon But y'all are just biased And then we had a man Name o' Donald Trump Made a fortune in casinos Scamming fools what a chump Sorry, you have to provide yo'sef a tune and probly should add a couple more verses. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST,henryp Date: 09 Jun 24 - 09:34 AM From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia; "Old Man Trump" is a song with lyrics written by American folk singer-songwriter Woody Guthrie in 1954. The song describes the racist housing practices and discriminatory rental policies of his landlord, Fred Trump (the father of the 45th president of the United States, Donald Trump). Although the lyrics were written in 1954, it was never recorded by Guthrie. In January 2016, Will Kaufman, a Guthrie scholar and professor of American literature and culture at the University of Central Lancashire, unearthed the handwritten lyrics while conducting research at the Woody Guthrie Archives in Tulsa, Oklahoma. In December 1950, Woody Guthrie signed a lease at the Beach Haven apartment complex owned and operated by Fred Trump in Gravesend, Brooklyn. There are several handwritten drafts of the lyrics with titles such as "Beach Haven Race Hate" and "Beach Haven Ain't My Home". In its lyrics, Guthrie expresses his dissatisfaction with Trump and the "color line" he had drawn in his Brooklyn neighborhood: I suppose Old Man Trump knows Just how much Racial Hate He stirred up In the bloodpot of human hearts When he drawed That color line Here at his Beach Haven family project Similarly, an unreleased variant of Guthrie's "Ain't Got No Home" protests Trump's segregation at Beach Haven. Beach Haven is Trump's Tower Where no Black folks come to roam No, no, Old Man Trump! Old Beach Haven ain't my home! According to scholar Will Kaufman, Guthrie "thought that Fred Trump was one who stirs up racial hate, and implicitly profits from it." In Guthrie's notebooks he wrote about wanting to put an end to the segregation with "a face of every bright color laffing and joshing in these old darkly weeperish empty shadowed windows." |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Georgiansilver Date: 09 Jun 24 - 12:56 PM By far the best 'Trump' song I have come across is this one..... https://youtu.be/d_GZB4WO7Ko?si=toghM2fXi-Fy5NSD |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: The Og Date: 10 Jun 24 - 10:40 AM Those Gallant Red Hats (G). Tune = After the Ball was Over author = Bill Ogden After the votes were counted, after the deed had been done, Many a heart had been broken, vic-try had still not been won. “Hold on,” our bold leader urged us, “just bully those weak bureaucrats, Never give in for an instance, keep wearing those gallant red hats. Pennsylvania, Nevada, Wisconsin, all can be turned if we press, Law suits, and recounts, and lying, cheating, subversion and stress. Keep up the pressure on Georgia, push on ‘til others fall flat, All of the nation will know you, in your gallant red hat.” After the mob has all gone home, after the smoke fin-ly clears, Gone is the strength of our people, gone are the brave volunteers. Gone is the voice of our leader, purged from its old habitat, All I have left of this glory, is my gallant red hat. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST Date: 14 Jun 24 - 04:57 PM Richard Thompson's 'Fergus Laing' does not mention Trump by name, but is clearly based on him: Fergus Laing is a beast of a man He stitches up and fleeces He wants to manicure the world And sell it off in pieces He likes to build his towers high He blocks the sun out of the sky In the penthouse the champagne’s dry And slightly gassy Fergus Laing he works so hard A'busy as a bee is Fergus Laing has 17 friends All as dull as he is A'17 friends, a'17 wives All the perfect shape and size They wag their tails and bat their eyes Just like Lassie Fergus Laing he builds and builds Yet small is his erection Fergus Laing has a fine head of hair When the wind’s in the right direction The wind's in the right direction Fergus Laing and his 17 friends They live inside a bubble There they withdraw and shut the door At any sign of trouble Should the peasants wail and vent And ask him where the money went He’ll simply say, it’s all been spent On being classy. Fergus Laing he builds and builds Yet small is his erection Fergus Laing has a fine head of hair When the wind’s in the right direction The wind's in the right direction. Fergus’ buildings reach the sky Until you cannot see ‘em He thinks the old stuff he pulls down Belongs in a museum. His fits are famous on the scene The shortest fuse, so cruel, so mean But don't call him a drama queen Like Shirley Bassey |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Paul Reade Date: 14 Jun 24 - 05:26 PM I’m surprised no-one’s come up with the obvious line “we shall overcomb” |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: BrooklynJay Date: 15 Jun 24 - 05:50 PM I wrote this a few months back when Trump was first indicted. The tune is In the Jailhouse Now. BTW, when I do this song I do it like Leon Redbone with hat, dark glasses and false facial hair. Seems to fit! In The Shithouse Now (New lyrics by Jay Pearlman) There once was a guy named Donald J. Trump, Long arm of the law thumped Trump on his rump, He thought he was the smartest guy around; Well, it was a Witch Hunt or worse day, Indictment came down on a Thursday, He’s headed for the hoosegow way downtown! He’s in the shithouse now! He’s in the shithouse now! Grand Jury said it ain’t funny To pay a porn star hush-hush money, He’s in the shithouse now! [Bad Yodeling] Angry fist he was pumpin’, American flag he was humpin’, The Golden Arches was his favorite shrine; He’ll get throw’d in jail, Melania won’t go his bail, The judge done said “Sedition’s next in line!” (That's fine!) He’s in the shithouse now! He’s in the shithouse now! His face looked meaner and meaner When the judge said, “Grab ‘im by the subpoena!” He’s in the shithouse now! [More Bad Yodeling] Stormy went “Hubba-Hubba! Maybe Trump’ll get a cellmate named Bubba!” And Alvin Bragg’s the toughest guy in town; The D.A. said it was rash To have your lawyer slippin’ her cash, Looks like Chester Cheeto’s goin’ down! (That clown!) He’s in the shithouse now! He’s in the shithouse now! Left your MAGA pals in the lurch, Now it’s fingerprints and a cavity search, (Ow!) He’s in the shithouse now! [Still More Bad Yodeling] |
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Subject: ADD: Impeached, Indicted, and Convicted (Block) From: Joe Offer Date: 09 Jul 24 - 10:24 PM Here's a classic Trump parody from Elizabeth Block: IMPEACHED, INDICTED, AND CONVICTED (Elizabeth Block) [to the tune of: Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered]
But I've always had success Now, though I try not to show it I'm a total mess All my life I've lied and cheated Bullied my way to the top How could I ever be defeated Why should I have to stop? I'm riled again Reviled again By women whom I have defiled again Impeached, indicted and convicted am I Been ditched again Unhitched again Another staff member has snitched again Impeached, indicted and convicted am I Republicans have turned against me Their mistake, you'll agree Some have even Mike Penced me They're worse than Nancy Pelosi Caught again Distraught again The jury and judge can't be bought again Impeached, indicted and convicted am I Been booed again And screwed again Why do they all say that I'm lewd again Impeached, indicted and convicted am I I'm stuck again Out of luck again Oh shit, they've called me a schmuck again [Or: All I can say is, Oh fuck again] Impeached, indicted and convicted am I
That they thought I might lose There's no way, but if I do I'll just blame the Jews I'm stumped again Been dumped again My aces all have been Trumped again Impeached, indicted and convicted am I Tune: Richard Rodgers, from "Pal Joey" |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: YorkshireYankee Date: 13 Jul 24 - 08:10 PM Just seen this thread. Here's a parody I wrote just after the 2020 election: IT'S MY PARTY (AND I'LL LIE...) TTO It's My Party and I'll Cry If I Want To new words by Vikki Appleton Fielden, 16th Nov 2020 Nobody knows where my vict'ry has gone Rudy said it would be mine Joey and Kam are ruining my plan To rule to the end of time It's my party and I'll lie if I want to Lie if I want to, lie if I want to You would lie too if it happened to you Playing my mindgames on election night Tweeting that mail-ins are frauds Any vote cast that was not for me Just ain't the will of the Lawd It's my party and they'll lie if I say so Lie if I say so, lie if I say so You would lie too if you wanted a coup Antifa libtards all think they have won But I'll show them they are wrong Oh what a bigly surprise I've had advice from Kim Jong It's my party and they'll lie if I say so Lie if I say so, lie if I say so You would lie too if you wanted a coup Some nasty people think ALL votes should count Whether or not they're for me So bad they can't understand Wake up and smell the covfefe It's my Whitehouse and I'll stay if I want to Stay if I want to, stay if I want to You would stay too if you wanted a coup You would lie too if you wanted a coup You would lie too if it happened to you And here's a parody I wrote when T was first indicted: You're So Indicted TTO I'm so Excited new words by Vikki Appleton Fielden, 8 Aug 2023 Tonight's the night we're gonna make it happen Tonight we'll make sure you end up inside Give up this time and try some introspection We're goin' to take measures; you'll be fried We want to hold you Jail you Wrap the law around you Want to squeeze you Tease you Till you've had enough And if you move too slow Won't let you go... You're so indicted You just can't hide it You already lost control and you can't abide it You're so indicted You just can't hide it And we know We know We know We know We're gonna taunt you Haunt you You shouldn't even think about tomorrow Your villainy is vast, so are your crimes You're such a big crybaby, but don't worry We'll make sure that You finally do some time You're so indicted You just can't hide it You already lost control and you can't abide it You're so indicted You just can't hide it And we know We know We know We know We're gonna haunt you Haunt you Video here |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Black belt caterpillar wrestler Date: 15 Jul 24 - 04:26 AM Here's one I made earlier... GO NOW, DONALD. Robin Madge ©2021 We've already said "goodbye" Since you gotta go, oh you'd better Go now, go now, go now (go now, ooh) Before you see me cry? I don't want you to tell me just what you intend to do now 'Cause how many times do I have to tell you Donald, Donald I'm not in love with you now Whoa oh oh oh We've already said "so long" I just want to see you go, oh you'd better Go now, go now, go now (go now, ooh) Don't you even try? Tellin' me that you really don't want it to end this way 'Cause Donald,Donald, can't you see I’d hate you to stay, yeah Since you gotta go, oh you'd better Go now, go now, go now (go now,… I think it's fairly obvious what the tune is. Robin |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST,Rob Mad Jock Wright Date: 16 Jul 24 - 04:56 AM This one is not just about Trump but he features in it. Rats in the Chamber Rats in the Chamber snakes in the grass Parties in the garden whisky in the glass Leaks from the main pipe holes in the floor Life on the slide again banging on the door Whispers in the men’s club sneering in the car Vile words and images cocktails at the bar Anger in the back street graffiti in the hall Disempowered voices ringing of the wall Schemes in the boardroom pervert on the screen Violence in cyberspace faces never seen Cracks in the pavement sinking through the hole Hunger in the heartland sickness in the soul Sharp double dealers on the greasy climb Liars and charlatans wading through the slime Poison in the undergrowth toxins in the air Leper in the alleyway dying in the glare Rats in the Chamber snakes in the grass Truth in the garbage whisky in the glass Siren cuts the darkness crying in the night Better run for cover or brace yourself to fight. Angie Wright. |
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Subject: RE: BS: American Presidential race 2024 From: Donuel Date: 05 Nov 24 - 09:26 AM You guys should lighten up and be more positive Who can hang a critic? Cover them with poo Sprinkle them with lies and a felony or two [Chorus] The Trumpy Man Oh, the Trumpyy Man can The Trumpy Man can 'cause he mixes it with hate And makes his world taste great [Verse 2] Who can't steal elections? Wrap it in a lie Soak the unwashed public and make a capital attack The Trumpy man The Trumpy Man can 'cause he mixes it with fear that makes the world taste queer. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Tattie Bogle Date: 05 Nov 24 - 10:51 AM Here's the one I wrote in 2017 before and after he was elected as President: I asked some American friends visiting Scotland if it would be OK to sing a song about him: "So long as it's nothing complimentary", they said! It's not! The second verse refers to his big golf complex at Balmedie, near Aberdeen. TRUMP, TRUMP, TRUMP © Lyrics Trish Santer Tune: Nellie the Elephant From New York A travelling businessman came, But not an intelligent elephant, No, a bloke with a funny name, Mop of hair, And face with a very fake tan, O what a farce, he might well pass For an outsize orang-utan. Donald, th’orang-utan packed his cart And trundled off to the golf course, Off he went with a trumpety-trump, Trump, Trump, Trump. Doesn’t want wind farms to blight his view But happy to knock down some houses, Said he was doing it for everyone’s good, Trump, Trump, Trump. But soon bigger things were calling, far, far away, He put himself up as a candidate In the US election fray. BUT, that was in April, and no-one believed That Donald would ever pursue it: Now you must agree how wrong you can be, Trump, Trump, Trump. Night by night, He’d rant and point and rave, When Donald was up on the podium He looked so proud and brave, Dirty tricks Yon Donald did perform But yet he just deluded them And took the crowd by storm. What a palaver for months on end, Touring all over the country, Hillary missed out Wisconsin, oh dear, but not Trump, Trump, Trump. Lawyers and FBI all muscled in To ride on this huge roller-coaster, Vote for the “lesser of evils” they said, not Trump, Trump, Trump? The Mexican border was calling, far, far away, He’ll send all those immigrants building his wall, And leave them the other side of it, And then he’d make them pay for it – (same tune) While others are fleeing to Canada, The moon or Mars or Australia, What kind of country will America be, with Trump, Trump, Trump? On he went, Trampling others down, He only had one goal in life, To take the President’s crown. Just how many people did he offend? Which makes it such a mystery That they voted for him in the end. All other candidates whittled away, He had to face up to Ms Clinton, TV debates, all fuelled with hate, Trump, Trump, Trump. Misogynist, racist and bigoted perv, And don’t mention emails from Hillary, Lies and distortion, all out of proportion, Trump, Trump, Trump. Washington DC was calling, not so far away, He’ll be in The White House by January, What horror, is all I can say. BUT now he is lining up missiles and ships And pointing them at North Korea, Just keep your hands well off pussies and buttons, Trump, Trump, Trump! |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST,Roderick A Warner Date: 05 Nov 24 - 11:05 AM In the interest of balance (probably not a consideration for tribalists) any Kamala Harris songs? Lots of scope for ‘folky’ invention, one would think? |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Stilly River Sage Date: 05 Nov 24 - 11:17 AM The old "equal time" rules only applied when they were equally worthy; giving equal time to nutcases is partly how we got into this mess. Anyway, a new entry posted today (this is actually more of a women's song, a good start if you want to start a Kamala song thread): The Eve of Election |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Black belt caterpillar wrestler Date: 05 Nov 24 - 12:10 PM The Spooky Men have a new song on youtube. They do not say it about Trump but..... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FzfjmcPXqkg Robin |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: The Sandman Date: 05 Nov 24 - 02:11 PM Lyrics To Bombay a traveling circus came, they brought an Intelligent elephant and Nellie was her name One dark night she slipped her iron chain And off she ran to Hindustan And was never seen again Oh Nellie the elephant pack her trunk And said goodbye to the circus Off she went with a trumpety trump Trump trump trump Now Nellie the elephant packed her trunk And trundled off to the jungle Off she went with a trumpety trump Trump trump trump The head of the herd was calling far far away They met one night in the silver light On the road to Mandalay Night by night she danced to the circus band When Nellie was leading the big parade She looked so proud and grand No more tricks for Nellie to perform They taught her how to take a bow And she took the crowd by storm Oh |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: The Sandman Date: 05 Nov 24 - 02:12 PM Lyrics I wonder if one day that, You'll say that, you care If you say you love me madly, I'll gladly, be there Like a puppet on a string Love is just like a merry-go-round With all the fun of the fair One day I'm feeling down on the ground Then I'm up in the air Are you leading me on? Tomorrow will you be gone? I wonder if one day that, You'll say that, you care If you love me madly, I'll gladly, be there Like a puppet on a string I may win on the roundabout Then I'll lose on the swings In or out, there is never a doubt Just who's pulling the strings I'm all tied up to you But where's it leading me to? I wonder if one day that, You'll say that, you care If you say you love me madly, I'll gladly, be there Like a puppet on a string I wonder if one day that, You'll say that, you care If you say you love me madly, I'll gladly, be there Like a puppet on a string Like a puppet on a, string Source: LyricFind Songwriters: Bill Martin / Phil Coulter Puppet on a String lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Unison Rights S.L. Videos |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST,henryp Date: 05 Nov 24 - 02:20 PM And now we face the darkest hour The night is cold and lonely The road is rough, we've come so far We long for comfort only We hope to feel the warming rays The new dawn should be bringing And to enjoy happier days How can we keep from singing? |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GerryM Date: 05 Nov 24 - 03:57 PM "The Spooky Men have a new song on youtube." A fine song, but not new. It went up in October of 2020. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST,.gargoyle Date: 05 Nov 24 - 05:01 PM Mr. Sandman, WELL DONE ! Classic Sincerely, Gargoyle Cast my ballot this morning, in person, quadruple verification. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Tattie Bogle Date: 05 Nov 24 - 05:15 PM Thanks for posting the original Nellie the Elephant lyrics, Mr Sandman. But did you read mine - only 4 posts above yours? |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST,keberoxu Date: 05 Nov 24 - 07:00 PM I can't think of one just now, but surely there must be a Flanders & Swann song that could be adjusted to become a Trump song. All I can think of at the moment is the coda to the Elephant: "Practicing me trumpet half the night ... And I'll stick in the elephants' nursing home 'Til I get me memory back!" |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST Date: 06 Nov 24 - 05:13 AM Over the Falls
Over the falls we go, Look out good people below. Fasten your seatbelts and pull up your socks. The drop will be steep and there's bound to be rocks. The captain, to no one's surprise, Is scoffin' down burgers and fries. It's all hands on deck, and look out below, It's over the falls we go! Nobody knows what to do anymore, Nobody here has a clue. We see him come in, we see him go out, We hear the boss scream, and we hear the boss shout. We know things are never his fault. We bring him a chocolate malt. He's happy just watchin' that box And getting his ass kissed on Fox. So over the falls we go, Look out good people below. Fasten your seatbelts and pull up your socks. The drop will be steep and there's bound to be rocks. The captain, to no one's surprise, Is scoffin' down burgers and fries. It's all hands on deck, and look out below, It's over the falls we go! It's all hands on deck, and look out below, It's over the falls we go! (Words and music by Tom Paxton, 2018) |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: John MacKenzie Date: 06 Nov 24 - 08:27 AM My Old Man's a Dustman ? |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST,PHJim Date: 06 Nov 24 - 10:15 AM Both Sides Now Parody |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: Joe Offer Date: 07 Nov 24 - 02:41 AM Well, here's "Kamala Mamala Wal(t)z": https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ytiWD4JgKMs Kiss My Rump, Donald Tr*mp 2024: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l2VBBJLhRz0 Gimme Hope Kamala: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=se-didBGn8A |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST,Roderick A Warer Date: 07 Nov 24 - 04:46 AM Re remarks about balance above, the reply is about what one expect. Predictable. May a billion stars gladden the hearts of the blinkered in the predictable defeat… (cue for shouts of ‘Fsscist” etc from the coffindodger left). |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Trump songs From: GUEST,Dennis D'Asaro Date: 13 Nov 24 - 02:39 AM There was a space of a little bit when Trump seemed lampoonable. This lyric spilled out of my awareness of how self-assured bin Laden was about the righteousness of his atrocities. I'm ultimately disappointed with the lack of depth of Trump's comeuppances; but the song is what it is and was written when it was. Mostly for your amusement; if anyone wants to perform this sucker, look me up and I'll get it online or sing you some over the phone or something. Yeah---the scansion is "relaxed" ---to be delivered conversationally. WHEN ADOLPH HITLER WENT TO HEAVEN When Adolph Hitler went to heaven He got a big surprise There was this short dark guy leanin' on the desk Givin' him the evil eye “Gott im Himmel!” said der Führer “Was ist das shwartz face?” Jesus grinned and said, “You've sinned And I'm in charge of your case “Might'a' been Anubis or Vishnu Or a voice from a clapboard steeple But I raised my hand 'cause of my old man You know the Jews were his chosen people “And when I preach it's usually A more forgiving kind of a tale But we all agreed your awful deeds Was way beyond the pale “So first you can walk in the furnace It'll take a century all told We'll see you feel each and every Molecule explode “And the absolute zero inside of you That void and empty hole We'll fill it with gold teeth and ashes You can use it for a soul “Then we'll give you a rag and sandals And a wasteland you can roam Where you can play the shofar Till the angels all fly home” Chorus: Here comes God in his compassion Ain't Cat Stevens that he's hummin' Down the line in some fine fashion You gonna get what you got comin' When Osama bin Laden got to Heaven Pride was shining from his eyes “Was I not your most exemplary son God all-powerful and wise?” Allah gave a great big eye roll He said, “I know you thought it out But you got it WRONG you uncompromising Neolithic lout! “You missed the part about compassion It's somewhere in the book I forget what page Why don't you sit down here and look “For all the lifetimes you destroyed We'll round it down and say three grand At a nominal threescore and ten That was allotted to a man “That's 210,000 years Every night and day You'll study your Quran, And at every verse you'll pray “At the end there'll be an oral exam It goes on till I say 'when' If at the end you still seem filled with hatred You can do it all again 'The next time through you'll translate to English And put it all in rhyme I will proctor you personally You know I've got the time “And if I should get bored And need a little chuckle I will borrow Sister Lawler's ruler And rap you on the knuckles “And if at last you're humbled I will set you free You can have a taste of Paradise And if you want 'em, a virgin or three” Chorus: Here comes God in his compassion Ain't Cat Stevens that he's hummin' Down the line in some fine fashion You will get what you got comin' When Donald J. Trump gets to Heaven He'll think his ears need washin' “Privyet, tovarish!” says St. Peter ….....................“Hey, Don, only joshin'! “Why don't you pull your jacket off 'Cos it might get pretty warm Take a load off your feet, have a seat And hand me up that form” St. Peter takes the clipboard And it really pops his eyes “Hey, you filled your application in With verifiable lies “A bicameral committee Will decide if you go to hell They're all out somewhere golfing But you can park at your hotel “Got a kinda greasy wall-to-wall And to minimize the clutter You get exactly one solid gold golf ball And one solid gold putter “You can aim at a solid gold Dixie cup From Reagan's old Rolls Royce But it's also the cup you'll piss in So you'll have to make a choice “There's a black-and-white TV That allows no shades of gray With nothing but Rachel Maddow 23 hours a day “She'll interview Bernie and Hillary and Elizabeth Warren while you view And they'll talk and talk and never Say a single word about you “From 3 to 4 in the morning If you need to rest your eyes There's Hannity and Friends But all they do is apologize “Room service is iffy What else would it be? It's all students working their way through Trump University “And you can eat Donald Trump Steaks Served up bloody rare And drink Donnie Johnnie Trumpie Wumpie Warm flat beer “Your suite is not in Moscow But it will suit you well It's the only room in Trump Tower White Collar Hell” Chorus: Here comes God in his compassion Ain't Cat Stevens that he's hummin' Down the line in some fine fashion You will get what you got comin' Dennis D'Asaro |
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