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.
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!