Baby General’s Golden Black Heart’s Band / Sky’s Orange When You’ve Got Blind Friends – (Song Revisit)

(originally posted to my Attic Blogspot June, 2019)

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Yes, I know I have re-posted this one a few times since the initial posting but listening to it again, earlier this week, I realized it could be new right now (just minus the “two plus years ago today” opening line) as it’s like we’re living in some god forsaken loop just minus a four year reprieve of hope and light where the everyday Jane and Joe could have a say again.

So much for that building from the “middle out” thing huh?

I mean he recently tried to play baby General for review for his … the Army’s birthday, of HIS troops (minus all his past disparagements) though I don’t think it quite went the way he envisioned and he probably sent a love letter to Kim Jon Un just to say that his spectacle wasn’t quite up to par just yet and that he would do better next time and it’s certainly not like Trump has stopped bein’ the devil incarnate from his first go round, he’s just more adamant and heartless and evil about it now.

Just ask a gleeful Stephen Miller who, every morning, picks his teeth for morsels of the flesh of immigrants from his dreams and models himself in SS uniforms in the bathroom mirror.

So back to June of 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