So Then Sunday: Baby General’s Golden Black Heart’s Band / Sky’s Orange When You’ve Got Blind Friends (song)

Haven’t posted one in a little while so was torn on a So Then Sunday for today. Something fairly recent or maybe something a bit older? I know that sounds ridiculous right? But well to end this silly quandary I thought I’d go back to the early parody days but something that is still pretty relevant, thus the reason for my jockeying. Some of the older things can be pretty particular time, event specific but there are some that can still work though, singing of the dangers of the Orange Devil is still pretty universal time-wise me thinks, time specifics be damned.

I mean he ain’t stop bein’ some devil.

So back to 2019 then and one of my many versions of a Beatles tune.

Baby General’s Golden Black Heart’s Band / Sky’s Orange When You’ve Got Blind Friends

It was two plus years ago today

That baby general came to have his say

In a propagandist fascist style

With his lies he’d go the extra mile

He’d hammer them unto the red

IQ’s regressing in his stead

Baby general’s golden black heart’s band

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We’re baby general’s golden black heart’s band

We play you all ya need to know

Baby general’s golden black heart’s klan

The torches are only for show

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Baby general’s cor-rupt

Baby general’s morally

Baby general’s bankrupt black heart’s band

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There’s nothing to be seen here

Just back room in the know

There’s such important work be done

Now won’t you all just pray with us

We love it when you’re dumb

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We don’t want you to be in the know

But we make you feel you’re in the show

Keep you happy swimming in the glow

Helps suck you in the undertow

Now let us to present to you

The sad and lonely Orange years

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Baby general’s golden black heart’s band

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Trump D’s victim’s tears…

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What would you say if I sang you a lie

So obvious you can’t deny?

But you take it and then get to singin’ along

Cause re-ality it don’t apply

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Oh, the sky’s purple when you’ve got blind friends

Mmm it’s any color when the truth gets bent

Mmm the sky’s orange is the new message sent

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What would you say if I filled you with hate

Gave you an enemy you could detest

Locked them away less than human they’re caged

As you lend deaf ear to mankind’s rage

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Oh, the sky’s black to go along with blue

Mmm your hu-manity now shares that hue

Mmm your sold souls invent a diff-er-ent view

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Could you think you need saving?

That will surely come bust

Do you need to get praying?

But only to an orange need’s lust

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Where will we be when sad histr’y holds true

(do you re-alize that there’s a cost?)

It’s measured in lives deemed be less than they be

(can you jus-tify the ones we toss?)

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Oh you get by when smallish minds stay small

Mmm to think more’s an order way too tall

Ooohh there’s no longer a sure one for all

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Do you feel the en-emy’s breath

(when it’s their last just at our door-step)

Does it feel sad em-powerin’

(to de-value them as he has pled)

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Oh you get by when it’s a think of group

Mmm it’s much eas’r in an ignorance troupe

Mmm you ‘splain why but only in a vacuum

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Yes you get by

Believin’ nationalist lies

You’re just a means to his end

Aaaahhhh