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Dark Times (and an old parody song or three)

April 20, 2025April 25, 2025by Stephen J FrankenberryLeave a Comment

A new thing here as to our current dire times filled with obviousness and anger, anger mostly fueled by said obviousness and with some older Trump parody tunes that still work at the end for some “umph”

I mean, who don’t like some “umph” right?

No, NOT that … f’ing people … I hate y’all … rasser frasser mummble rasser mummble frasser …

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Spent a good portion of the weekend, after some poetry, most of it bad poetry (which is sometimes the best poetry) working on a post where I intended to include a few of my Trump parody tunes, older ones that still work for the moment (as I tinker some new things that no one is waiting on but will at least give me momentary peace when they come) amid the current fascist clusterfuck that we find ourselves in, but it just wasn’t working for me. It may still, with a bit more attention, but for right now it was a no go, I mean I have standards to keep unlike this current whose only standard is to lie to us even more vociferously on a daily basis than the first time around and that is quite an accomplishment, it seriously is, as that former lie-fest was award worthy shit, but now it’s almost something you could commend simply for the sheer audacity of it, I mean there isn’t even a care this time to couch anything that could even remotely be considered close to fact, no, this time there is an almost gleeful and obvious disregard for anything even resembling a truthful narrative, which the first administration at least tried to fake and cover (though there were a few adults around then so …)

No this is full bore, in your mug, this is what we got now deal with it state news propaganda with a pretty face, though hers gets less pretty by the day. You’re witnessing, in real time a face spouting falsehoods and dangerous lies getting more cartoonish and ugly by the moment. You can almost see the devil she’s decided to embrace peering out through what surely once were innocent and hopeful eyes. It is some pretty strong Kool-Aid being drunk there at 1600 Pennsylvania Ave.

But lets be clear about one thing. There is a lot of talk being bandied about, about who is or who is not a true American or true patriot depending on whether or not you support this despot in waiting. If you do, if you still support him even after what you have seen the only one being un-American is YOU. YOU are supporting the destruction of democracy, you know, that thing you grew up with and were taught of before you were now told that that wasn’t really quite right, and the building instead of exactly what our democracy was intended to escape and protect us from. You are supporting a budding, inhuman dictatorship, period. You have NO argument to make otherwise.

That’s it. You can hem and haw and “ummm, but”, you can justify and rationalize, you can cherry pick stances, you can split rhetorical hairs or find some semantic that will allow you to escape your support of a dictatorship and the loss of freedom and liberty that will come from it when project 2025 goes into full effect but you can’t escape it no matter how you might try to word around and distance yourself from it. And this has been said over and over and over, it’s not like I’m treading any new ground here.

YOU ARE COMPLICIT in all the wrongs that are still to come and there will be many and YOU WILL OWN THEM. YOU in that complicity. You own Stephen Miller, that creepy neo-nazi weasel who fashions himself in SS uniforms in the mirror at home. You own Heil Homan, that troll who lives under a bridge in a really dark Grimm Tale and looks like he wants to eat your children. You own Margie Q Greene and her gloried ignorance. You own JD Vance and his smooth, condescending faux intelligence “free speech” only if it’s our speech bullshit. You own Pete Hegseth and his misogynistic, white supremacy. You own Nancy Mace, shit, where to even start there. You own Karoline Leavitt and her daily barrage of smiling, smirking lies. You own RFK Jr and his anti-science, anti-medicine “I’m not a doctor but I play one on TV and in cabinet meetings”. You own the references to Hitler, referenced with pride. You own Kristi Noem, and no one wants that, tight cute Cosplay ICE outfits notwithstanding. You own Linda McMahon and her artificial intelligence steak sauce. You own Brendan “State News Only” Carr, you own the whole lot and all that have acquiesced and paid their protection money. That feeling you have right now that you are covered with your fealty, your allegiance, that joy you have in this moment, most probably just a one that has finally allowed you thumb your nose at the other side and feel superior, however childish and petty and juvenile that is? It will come for you too. You will find, eventually, that the liberties you thought you had earned with your oaths and obeisance will also be taken.

No, we need to stand and brace ourselves. Make noise. A lot of noise.

Oh, and Elon Musk is robbing you/us blind as we speak, F’n devil in stupid hats.

Anyway, how about a song or three, ya know, to lighten the mood.

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(originally posted April 20, 2020)

“Brand New Trump Key”

(to Melanie’s “brand New Key”)

Brand New Trump Key

I rode my motorcade to your city last night

To spin some lies and give you all such a fright

To harp on victim-like and rail conspiracies

I know you trust me know I’m just what you need

Well, I’ve got brand new world in mind here now

Take heart my unhinged screed

I’ll be proven right my ranting now

You just need to wait and see

I know what you need it’s a Donnie me

A fascist change of scene

Well, I’ve got a brand new world in mind here now

It just ain’t democracy

I ride my plan of year twenty of twenty five

I got my dee-scipes proving be worthy scribes

Of new world order in these United States

If you don’t subscribe you’ll surely be less than great

Oh yeah

Hah hah hah hah

Oh you will face my wrath

Hah hah hah hah

Oh yeah yeah yeah you’ll wish you hadn’t said that

I ask my people to stand up and be strong

Kiss my ring say they knew it all all along

That I was chosen by the man sittin’ way up high

To lead a fascist state while democracy dies

Well, I’ve got a brand new way to look at things

Won’t believe what I’ll bring

A brand new U.S.A. prosperity

‘long as you call me King

La la la la la la la la la la la

Well, I’ve got a brand new world in mind here now

It just ain’t democracy

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(originally posted June 16, 2019)

Tricking the Whole

(to The Beatles “Fixing A Hole”)

I’m tricking the whole to new reign of a King

To keep their minds from wondering

What the truth knows

I’m filling the gaps marking all that I say

With prop-a-ganda being way

To sell truth now

And it’s really heady matter for elites I lie

For a fake press I lie

The haters cry

But see my dog base blinding there who loyally lap at my feet

Never finding truth crumbs on the floor

I’m painting bona fide in a red white and blue

My fingers make confusing swirls

Till you let go

Oooh Oooh Oooh Ahh Ahh

(succumb you will in time)

Hey Hey Hey … Hey

And hey batter batter batter

Swing and miss my man, can’t hit this pitch you can’t

Not this big spin

I’m on the mound base is the crowd

They pay no mind they are fact free

See how they’re wowed by my huge back door curve

I never take time to study the things that were important yesterday

They don’t matter now

Oooh Oooh Oooh Ahh Ahh

Hey Hey

I’m tricking the whole to new reign of a King

It gets my mind to wandering ’bout new royals Ohhhh

Who we could own owwwwnnn

I’m tricking the whole to new reign of a King

My mind is always floundering

In a dark hole … in a dark hole

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(originally posted May 7, 2022)

We Want You … To Be … We

(to Cheap Trick’s “I Want You To Want Me”

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We want you to be we

We need you to be we

We’ll force so please just a-gree

Can’t have you livin’ feelin’ free

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We want you to be we

Not right to live to your own de-gree

We know what’s best as only god does decree

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We’ll shine up our partisan court, the one that’s been godly bought

Parade them over your free thought, make sure that you are sin free

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We’re tired of spending time feelin’ persecuted

We need able dictate how your lives are executed

It’s not fair to watch you all go about your happy dailies

While we’re forced to fret and live with all your evil failings

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We want you to be we

See country the way that it should be

Revisioned right light history

One white and straight you’ll all see

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And shine up on all old hurts, of unallowed to convert

Bring handmaids to life, ‘cause we know just what is right

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Will we neglect children after grabbing their first real air

Of course cause hypocrisy we’ve got plenty in spare

We’ll only find our end until it is that you all stop tryin’

Pursuit of happiness is up to us to do the decidin’

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Ohhh!

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We’ll work in a morality play’s future dire warnin’

But that future won’t know it from this backwards day future dawnin’

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Ohhh!

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We want you to be we

We need you to be we

We’ll force so please just a-gree

And gay marriage is soon next up on the tee

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We want you to be we

We need you to be we

We’ll force so please just a-gree

You’ll thank us soon you’ll all see …

Hit The Road Facts (song)

March 22, 2025March 29, 2025by Stephen J Frankenberry7 Comments

Ya know I have been Jonesin’ for the longest time now to get to a new tune, doesn’t matter what, a parody maybe for these current fucked up times, maybe something that rhymes with tariff or Canada or Greenland or King or Vlad or Orban or other small minded little men dictators or ethnic cleansing for a new Riviera or muck Musk muck about with self interest the priority and conflicts be damned even those in China (don’t worry, I can police myself, even in China he says while snaking for China) a something to a cool instrumental I’ve found, maybe, with original lyrics in tow, possibly from a recent poem or short story, something silly even, anything, but I hadn’t quite found a comfy enough studio space in the new digs just yet with a tall enough chair … don’t ask, it’s a thing.

But I did find one.

To “Hit The Road Jack” then.

Hit the Road Facts

Hit the road facts and don’t ya check back no more, no more, no more, no more

Hit the road facts and don’t ya come back no more

Wha’d Zuck say?

Hit the road facts, time to show you the door, the door, the door, the door

Hit the road facts we, don’t need ya round here no more

Ol’ Zucky, Ol’ Zucky don’t treat facts so mean

You’re a coward t’wards the truth like we’ve never seen

If you say facts must go, we’ll prioritize speech ya know

What’s that?

Hit the road facts, with a barker in tails magaphone and black magic rabbit hat

Hit the road facts and don’t ya Zuck ‘round no more

Wha’d right saaaay?!!

Hit the road facts, true lies’ll have a brand new day and say and sway the way

Hit the road facts and don’t ya come back no more

Now baby listen baby this is newest Reich way

Won’t be stifled by the left who hold lies at bay

Don’t care if they do ‘cause we know the real truth

It’s what we decide, don’t need no sleuth

instead in this brand new age, we’ll paint facts just as we say

That’s right!

Hit the road facts, and now it’s your time to act, to act, to act, to act

Hit the road facts and throw some money in that hat

Wha’d you saaaay!!??

Hit the road facts, we’ve reached a new judgment day, this day, no other way

Hit the road facts, ya best get new truths all straight

Hit the road facts, and don’t ya check back no more, no more, no more, no more

Hit the road facts and don’t ya come back no more

Now Donnie ol’ Donnie and executive O’s

He’ll decree a new future with his MAGA in throes

He’ll rename Gulf’s of Mexico

With a straight face ain’t that beautiful Oh!

Hit the road facts, the truth’ll no longer know where’s it’s at, where it’s at, where it’s at

Hit the road facts and don’t bother tippin’ your cap

Hit the road facts, an Autocrat’ll tell ya his truth, his truth, his truth, his truth

Hit the road facts, cause democracy he wants lose

Now baby baby baby there’s a billionaire class

Who trip over themselves to lipstick his ass

They even paid for the right to grovel new Reich

Hoping keep good his side not dogs he might strike

‘Cause that’s just the new way

Truth’ll have a forced holiday

That’s right!

Hit the road facts and got’s keep this all straight, all straight, all straight, all straight

Hit the road facts while he makes liberty quake

Hit the road facts and don’t ya check back no more, no more, no more, no more

Hit the road facts and don’t ya come back no more

And don’t ya free speech our door

No Constitution no more

And right’s be white for sure

So Then Sunday: Gonna Wanna Rule Somebody (song)

February 9, 2025February 12, 2025by Stephen J Frankenberry6 Comments

Been a while for a tune, I have a couple of new things ready to go as there is plenty of end of freedom and liberty days material to work with right now, attempts at destroying democracy’ll do that, but it seems that I am a bit of a Diva and am not quite comfortable yet in my new station digs (plus I still have to figure out how the hell to configg’r one of the studios available to me to get it just right).

Anyway, though a year old with a few dated moments, and one I have posted here a couple of times before (if you’ve already heard this feel free to just ignore me, I get that a lot so …) but this one still works … and is still pretty catchy if I do say.

Cheers Bob

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May 11, 2024

Earlier this week I was searching YouTube for something from a tribute band for a show of theirs coming up around here that I could use for building a commercial and Dylan’s “Gotta Serve Somebody” was on the YouTube page. Don’t know why (maybe the YouTube gods were trying to tell me something) but it popped up among all the other “Steve similar things” that are always there, cat and dog rescue videos, movie and show trailers, sci-fi short films, new tunes alien to me but maybe in my “like-house” of artists etc, etc. (that knowing of me, even though I/we should all be well accustomed to such by now, can still be a little unsettling).

Anyway, it’s a Dylan tune I had never heard, or at least I can’t remember that I had but when I played it for a few bars I thought, well, ok, I think I might actually know this and it just happened to be right in my song wheelhouse and could definitely work for a new something if I could find a workable instrumental version.

After getting that tribute band’s spot done I did then find an instrumental version of it and, while referencing that two part Trump interview where he layed out in stark detail his plans for a new dictatorial reign, I got to workin’ …

Gonna Wanna Rule Somebody

You may be a wished dictator who’s scripting a dream

Of what to do in year 25 with a right’s loyalist team

Who’r mapping out a dire plan where democracy it seems

Is no longer a real player in the grandest of red schemes

And you’re gonna wanna rule somebody, yes indeed

And you’re gonna wanna king somebody

It may be those already on the devil’s dark page

Or those forced to take new stage

Body vessels are the targets in this new SCOTUS age

The ones who stand up try prevent women in a cage

The ones who had temerity to think body autonomy

But in this new world order legislating you’s the rage

Yeah, you’re gonna wanna rule somebody, yes you are

And you’re gonna wanna lord somebody

You’ll make women understand that they just don’t have a say

Instead monitored by state

You may be undesirable in this grand U S of A

An invader less than human is all he will have to say

To rile up the base while he drives all you away

The military will be called upon slap down to make point’s sway

Yeah, you’re gonna wanna rule somebody, yes you are

You’re gonna wanna lord somebody

You’ll make those who just don’t belong go back to where they’re from

Yeah, you’re gonna wanna king somebody

You may be a protester on campus wantin’ say

You hate the inhumanity that you’re seeing day by day

That you’re not an anti this that or even a pro that

You just hate women and children wearing dead pawn hats

But they’re gonna wanna rule somebody, yes indeed

They’re gonna wanna use your naivete

To gain an in ground against hated college elites

They’re gonna wanna rule somebody

And you may be example of future disputes

To quell freedom of speech tear it out by the roots

Teach that protest is only what they will agree

You are no patriots like Jan 6 ones who would see

That he gets chance to rule somebody, yes indeed

Gets chance for a new autocracy

That there will be no dissent that doesn’t come with intent

To help him rule somebody

You might like use projection to describe your enemies

Accuse them of harboring fascist wills and dreams of tyranny

You’ll even claim reverse discrimination of dear whitey

You’ll say that anti-white feeling can’t happen in this great country

And you’re gonna wanna lord somebody, yes you are

And you’re gonna wanna take us back

To a time where white man ruled

And others minded their P’s & Q’s

You’re gonna wanna white everybody

You may call yourself disciple of the MAGA ways

Protect yourself on his good side fearful of vengeful days

You may even say that fascism’s not that bad just give it play

As we’ve heard too often now from MAGA’s praying new Trump day

Well, you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes it’s him

You’re gonna have to serve somebody

Well, it may be the devil, while the lord sits this one out

You’re gonna have to serve somebody

You’re gonna have to serve the orange

You’re gonna have to serve prostrate

You’re gonna have to serve not the lord

You’re gonna have to serve new devil’s day

Prospector Man and Despot Don (A Mighty Mouse Theme Song) – (song revisit)

November 16, 2024November 23, 2024by Stephen J FrankenberryLeave a Comment

A trio of co-workers, Steve, Flounder and Seth at the Latham office of our stations in the Albany area, where I work remotely now for our Beacon group since I moved up this way, were talking earlier this week of a new superhero character they wanted to build, “Prospector Man”, something about an old-time prospector who somehow ends up in this day, some time travel shit and portals according to Flounder, and starts doing whatever “Prospector Man” superhero things might be done in this age, with hammers and swishy watered pans in streams or brooks with glinting gold flecks and “Eurekas’s!!” or fools “Goddamits!” and “Take that you bad guys!!” with Batman comicy “Pows!!” and “Ouches!!!” and “Kabooms!!” and broken rocks with prospector tools and maybe a prospector hat.

It’s all about the hat is what I’m thinking, super heroes gotta have a look right? for legitimacy? even though I don’t really know what a prospector hat may look like.

Now I didn’t get all the details as I was just kind of walking past their conversation of character building on my way to the kitchen to wash my fork and knife, from my lunch, in the kitchen, in the sink, a newfangled stream/ brook, to put them back in my kit in my knapsack in a tall plastic cup in the left hand corner of my desk as you would be wont to do when wanting to wash a fork and knife from your lunch and worldly travels, but I did catch enough that I thought it sounded like a bit of fun.

Then, as I walked past, with my still dirty fork and knife, looking for a stream or a brook, Steve said, “Oh, and Frankenberry could do the theme song” to which I stopped and said “sure?” as Steve has heard some of my tune things. But knowing that Flounder and Seth hadn’t, I figured I’d send ’em an example of a superhero theme and kind of remembered this one from November of last year about a feared possibility then, but sadly a worse realized one now.

A new version of the Mighty Mouse theme song, just with an orange tint (I also have a Ron DeSantis version … there is a link below …)

Listening to it again after some time (I had pretty much forgotten about it … what? I have a lot of these), I realized this one is not really a best example of fun, but though a year old, it is still pretty spot and relevant, very relevant actually, frighteningly relevant.

I think Prospector Man needs to start breaking some rocks here and now

Well, whatever, I will leave that to the movie version.

I know this a long way to go to just repost a tune I had forgotten about, though one that was prescient, but Prospector Man could just save the day, especially if rocks are heads.

Whatever … the revisit.

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(originally posted November 23, 2023)

Back in February I worked a little ditty about Ron DeSantis to the Mighty Mouse theme song.

Well, that theme song popped into my head again but with the thought of a revisit and instead this time of an Orange Devil.

So, I reworked the lyrics.

I also unintentionally worked in the word “rue” and then thought of Val Kilmer and REAL GENIUS (absolute 80’s comedy gold)

“Rue the day? Who talks like that?”

No, that means nothing here, it’s just funny … right Mitch?

So, a new version of this one then, for the orange instead. Oh, and Ron? You might want to better choose your battles especially when you aren’t able to differentiate horror from human.

Anyway, here is some fun not fun.

Despot Don (Mighty Mouse Trump Theme Song)

MAGA livestock flock to hear the sound

At the rallies where lies abound

“Here I come to save the day!!”

And root out vermin in an ode to Nazi way

Yes, I’ll save the bloodline from its plight

Of being muddied by those not white

Even expose leftist fascist thugs

While dimly missing such a statement’s rub

I’ll be following the blueprint of 20-25

To destroy democracy is what I’ll strive

Like mind, hive blind, right’s time, will be mine!!!

So, you best plan to be on my side

And to battle ready to ride

Despotic dreams they will come true

Choose not on board will be a day you surely rue

(break)

I’ll Messiah here to save us all

Your retribution at my beck and call

My white knows just what you call right

And non-believers will fear for their lives!!

Election Day Trump Parody Song Countdown: T-Minus 1: “God Made Trump … No, That Was In Error'”

November 4, 2024November 4, 2024by Stephen J Frankenberry1 Comment

T-Minus 1 day. Well this is it, tomorrow, and all I can do now is hope for the best, and maybe get in a prayer or two to this guy.

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(originally posted Jan 28, 2024)

This one has a lot of words, sung at a very speedy clip to an instrumental from a guy named Kevin Macleod (same guy who did the instrumental that Will Ferrell and Kristin Wiig were being silly with at the Golden Globe). I know I posted this only last week but part of it was bugging me and I did a bit of a revision. It was a little monotonous in the verses so I changed up a couple of them.

Much better now I think and still fast with a shitload of words, loves me fast with a shitload of words

My response to the silliness of that recent “God Made Trump” video.

Cheers Kevin MacLeod and thanks for the perfect tune to fit what was in my head.

“Boogie Party” Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)
Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0
http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/

So back in ’46 when God took a break

After world at war that had so much at stake

He blinked for second and before he knew what

A Fred had had a son who would think he the one

To lead his people to some new promised land

But a one where democracy could no longer stand

Well God said then I hope this ain’t a mistake

Just wanted take a sec and a little wine break

But future he could see at the hands of Fred’s son

Who’d find ways to rake in some new fresh coin

And adulation

From every sunup

From those just off a turnip truck

He’d think Prez down escalator to ride

A gold idol though behind God he’d try hide

He’d play up charlatans and God speaking Jakes

They’d get in prayer circles hoping then just to fake

His true Christian values that could be on the take

For just the right price

New discipes would buy right?

But then he got sold

On all he was told

And started to believe that God had foretold

That he was the chosen of new myth of old

Reality of course now it be on the run

At Rally’s he’d exclaim oh what such fun

To smite the nonbelievers

Who’d soon be cursed ones

Then God said oh me just what have I done

Can never take a Me damned break no matter the fun

Though that was fine wine worthy even of nuns

I must be on my toes truth it’s under the gun

At the hands of true believers who turn now to song

To praise an orange fraud they think’ll rise like the son

To deliver them a hero in a new paradise

Devoid of immigrants just gotta call ICE

He’d be the caretaker of their righteous white world

Where enemies in fetal poses they would be curled

He’d fight off the Marxists and the fascists to boot

His projections of the enemy would be such a hoot

To call them fascists while he’s making such plans

To make democracy a now also ran

He’d have his true believers seeing future in sight

Whatever he says conservative on the right

Not on the far left where the vermin do land

They need be threatened dead now that’s a good plan

They say he’ll be a guy who could shape and ax

But also wield a sword though that’s quite a task

He was brave in North Korea while stepping a foot

Thankfully no bone spurs de-ferred his look

But he gloried love letters of he and an Un

Such a nice fella who could take a sweet turn

But then he got sold

On all he was told

And started to believe that God had foretold

That he was the chosen of new myth of old

Reality of course now it be on the run

At Rally’s he’d exclaim oh what such fun

To smite the nonbelievers

Who’d soon be cursed ones

Then God he sat back and just shook his head

He’d said look what I’ve wrought in the U.S. of stead

I’ll surely face my wrath for what I’ve let done

And that wrath being mine won’t be as fun

I’d like me as God show discipes the real light

But they’re lost now don’t even realize their plight

That in a den of vipers he’s the head one

Leading all the rest to follow his red forked tongue

He’d offer Eve the Apple saying speaking of tongues

Leave that loser behind I am your one

Like the naked look that you got goin’ on

Now drop the fig leaf and let’s take the plunge

Adam … go away will ya? … busy here

You’re messing with my tiny mojo

No, God ain’t looking

D’ya think he cares?

But then he got sold

On all he was told

And started to believe

That God had foretold

That he was the chosen of new myth of old

And his discipes he continues to mold

They gather at his rally’s put together fan schlock

That God gave us Trump the one who’d care for the flock

A shepherd to mankind they say without jest

And surely damn you libs don’t put us to the test

He speaks of retribution he’s a man of his word

Unless you call him on it then he’ll say that’s absurd

So God sat back in a comfy cloud chair

To look at what was happenin’ down there

And orange idol thinking he was sent by me

Disciples feel the same but just for a fee

That’s when God said I think I’m done

Back to that glass of wine yeah that would be fun

Cause though he knows he dropped the ball in ‘46

He is still all seeing and likes his kicks

Maybe kill the bottle then for even more fun

Don’t know what could happen when God gets drunk

Maybe a something to get him out of his funk

Yo!

Angels?!

Yeah!!

I need another bottle!

And somebody … get me my files on divine retribution

She Said (Old T-shirt) (song) – A Re-Visit Break

November 3, 2024November 4, 2024by Stephen J FrankenberryLeave a Comment

Think I need a little bit of a break from my parody song a day until the election as the trepidation and the 50/50 nature of things is really weighing on me. I’ve never been good at 50/50’s, more a 30/70 for me, so I don’t want to think about it right now, well at least until i post my last tune tomorrow and hope that there is actually a God who looks down and says “What?!! You all are still here?! Son of a bitch … look away for just one second … note to self – grab lunch with Marge from house management and find out who the hell …

“You called?”

“What? No, not now Bill … but that was quick, still on your game I see”

“Always waiting on a call, the knees could use a look but always waitin'”

“Another time dude”

“I’ll be here”

“Oh, I know you will (aside to self …. “fucker”)

“I heard that”

“Shut up Bill!”

… find out who the HECK dropped the ball and why you all are still here (fuckers)

“We heard that”

“Shut up peoples”

Yadda Yadda … so to that thought of taking a break then with this. One of the first things of mine playing with an instrumental from our prod site and having some fun.

“Dude, this is what you call fun?! She left you and still wears one of your old T-Shirts and with the new guy?!”

“Don’t you have some damnation to get to or something?

“Sorry, just sayin'”

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She Said (Old T-Shirt Song)

She said where have you been because ya seem lost

Feel like I’m living a fever dream but at what cost

Where you’re here one day then gone the next is this a test

I’m even wearing that old T-shirt that you liked the best

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But is it yours or mine I’m not quite sure

Did I even one time even know this band I forget the tour

Found it on the floor newly washed I’m sure I think it’s yours

But you’re somewhere gone I think I must report you lost

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We used to be on page in the same book

And you would give me looks to make me bend around with you

And send me stars as dots to connect of how you and I were them

Until we reached the moon no lookin’ back just … postcards to send

—

She said we sillied with the best of them

Made others envy green when they couldn’t contend with us they bled

That green and not just in the month of March is what they jigged

You’d make us angry year round if we could only ever be mad at you …

—

But you’re missing now … she said

What’s happened to you … where is your head

But you’re missing now … she said

What place do you go … one that isn’t our stead

You’re missing now … she said

Is it a place where I can bring you back now from the dead

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I guess this T-Shirt’s mine now is what she says

I think I might just even have to wear it to bed

But not with thoughts of you if that’s somehow in your head

No I won’t be wearin’ it long … that’s what he said

—

No it’ll hit the floor running as he gives me looks

To bend around with him in writing pages fresh book

And he sends me new stars on new trips to the moon

Where all is small, lost is not found

—

We’ll send postcards soon

Election Day Trump Parody Song Countdown: T-Minus 2: “Autocratic Dreamin'”

November 3, 2024by Stephen J FrankenberryLeave a Comment

I know I re-posted this one only a few weeks ago but it has to be in this countdown as this is what this is all about.

To the Mamas and the Poppas “California Dreamin’”

(originally posted August 21, 2022)

Autocratic Dreamin’

Democracy’s in straits (Democracy’s in straits)

Getting dire by the day (dire by the day)

New Reich says it’s ok (practically they say)

To let it fade away (let it fade away)

Embracing a big lie’s how (embracing a big lie)

Help usher in a new way (usher in a new way)

—

Autocratic dreamin’ (autocratic dreamin’)

On such a darkened day

—

They stepped off of the ledge

All willing still offer pledge

Into abyss of endless lies (and lustful power cries)

They almost seem to pray (almost seem to pray)

To a god of broken things now (god of broken things)

Broken with real bad intent (and where violence sings)

Autocratic dreamin’ (autocratic dreamin’)

On such a darkened day

… break

All the truth is down (all the truth is down)

To be changed by the day (change it by the day)

Even history (even history)

Won’t stand in the way (won’t stand in the way)

Rewrite it backwards forwards (rewrite it forwards backwards)

To fit just what he might say (fit just what he might say)

—

Autocratic dreamin’ (autocratic dreamin’)

On such a darkened day (autocratic dreamin’)

On such a fascist day (autocratic dreamin’)

On such a darkened day

Election Day Trump Parody Song Countdown: T-Minus 8 and a half: “Kingmaker”

October 27, 2024by Stephen J Frankenberry6 Comments

I did say that it would be a parody tune a day until the election … but possibly plus. As with yesterday, a plus.

From 3 years ago to Green Day’s “Troublemaker”

Let’s rock a bit huh?

(originally posted Nov 20, 2021)

Kingmaker

Yeah!

Woo hoo hoo

—

Hey!

Democracy’s under attack

Right in plain sight a lockstep right

Work their authoritarian plight

—

Hey!

They wanna control the states

So next time vote around they’ll mess ‘bove ground

Mold sham results for self-serving tastes

—

They wanna be some new Kingmakers

Autocracy’s G-O-P takers

They wanna be some new Kingmakers

Great leader’s cult first of new shakers

—

Hey!

We like your lie moxie cool

Obstructive whitewash of what was true

It’s quite impressive in its attempt at coup

—

Hey!

His Rally’s his palace days

He’s sounding loaded, old lie bloated

In his propagandist playbook word salad way

—

They wanna be some new Kingmakers

Autocracy’s G-O-P takers

They wanna be some new Kingmakers

Great leader’s cult first of new shakers

—

Hey!

Woooh oooh oooh

Yeah!

—

They saw election pass with result a bad state

So pass suppression laws before it’s too late

Present these measures in a group all for one haste

Integrity’s at stake the big lie is the play that they make

—

Hey!

Democracy’s under attack

Right in plain sight a lockstep right

Work their authoritarian plight

—

Hey!

They do their do

Hey!

A lie’s whose who

Hey!

Who know the screw

Hey!

A fascist stew

Hey!

Election Day Trump Parody Song Countdown: T-Minus 9 : “Brand New Trump Key”

October 27, 2024by Stephen J FrankenberryLeave a Comment

Back in January I visited Melanie’s “What Have They Done To My Song” for another of my parodies, I’ve been working this angle for going on 7 years now with quite a lot of tunes, a boatload, and blah blah blah Steve, yes, your editorials in song as blah blah blah, no one is going to read any straight up editorial blah blah blah but if you put them to tune blah blah blah … you’ve told us.

But that is what it is and what I do though, I gotta say, in my own defense, they are all pretty toe tap worthy, biting and spot on and just darned good in that biting and spot on and toe tappingness.

Anyway, visited Melanie again and her “Brand New Key” now, a tune reminded the other day out of the corner of my ear at work from the ‘Magic’ station playing at my boss’s desk.

So, “Brand New Trump Key” then.

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Brand New Trump Key

I rode my motorcade to your city last night

To spin some lies and give you all such a fright

To harp on victim-like and rail conspiracies

I know you trust me know I’m just what you need

Well, I’ve got brand new world in mind here now

Take heart my unhinged screed

I’ll be proven right my ranting now

You just need to wait and see

I know what you need it’s a Donnie me

A fascist change of scene

Well, I’ve got a brand new world in mind here now

It just ain’t democracy

I ride my plan of year twenty of twenty five

I got my dee-scipes proving be worthy scribes

Of new world order in these United States

If you don’t subscribe you’ll surely be less than great

Oh yeah

Hah hah hah hah

Oh you will face my wrath

Hah hah hah hah

Oh yeah yeah yeah you’ll wish you hadn’t said that

I ask my people to stand up and be strong

Kiss my ring say they knew it all all along

That I was chosen by the man sittin’ way up high

To lead a fascist state while democracy dies

Well, I’ve got a brand new way to look at things

Won’t believe what I’ll bring

A brand new U.S.A. prosperity

‘long as you call me King

La la la la la la la la la la la

Well, I’ve got a brand new world in mind here now

It just ain’t democracy

Election Day Trump Parody Song Countdown: T-Minus 9 and a half: “Gonna Wanna Rule Somebody”

October 26, 2024October 26, 2024by Stephen J Frankenberry1 Comment

Thought I’d get to another today. Gotta get this shit in while I can, just in case right? I mean it’s not like I ain’t got the fill. Hopefully Bob would be Ok with my take.

(to Bob Dylan “Gotta Serve Somebody)

(originally posted May 11, 2024)

Gonna Wanna Rule Somebody

You may be a wished dictator who’s scripting a dream

Of what to do in year 25 with a right’s loyalist team

Who’r mapping out a dire plan where democracy it seems

Is no longer a real player in the grandest of red schemes

And you’re gonna wanna rule somebody, yes indeed

And you’re gonna wanna king somebody

It may be those already on the devil’s dark page

Or those forced to take new stage

Body vessels are the targets in this new SCOTUS age

The ones who stand up try prevent women in a cage

The ones who had temerity to think body autonomy

But in this new world order legislating you’s the rage

Yeah, you’re gonna wanna rule somebody, yes you are

And you’re gonna wanna lord somebody

You’ll make women understand that they just don’t have a say

Instead monitored by state

You may be undesirable in this grand U S of A

An invader less than human is all he will have to say

To rile up the base while he drives all you away

The military will be called upon slap down to make point’s sway

Yeah, you’re gonna wanna rule somebody, yes you are

You’re gonna wanna lord somebody

You’ll make those who just don’t belong go back to where they’re from

Yeah, you’re gonna wanna king somebody

You may be a protester on campus wantin’ say

You hate the inhumanity that you’re seeing day by day

That you’re not an anti this that or even a pro that

You just hate women and children wearing dead pawn hats

But they’re gonna wanna rule somebody, yes indeed

They’re gonna wanna use your naivete

To gain an in ground against hated college elites

They’re gonna wanna rule somebody

And you may be example of future disputes

To quell freedom of speech tear it out by the roots

Teach that protest is only what they will agree

You are no patriots like Jan 6 ones who would see

That he gets chance to rule somebody, yes indeed

Gets chance for a new autocracy

That there will be no dissent that doesn’t come with intent

To help him rule somebody

You might like use projection to describe your enemies

Accuse them of harboring fascist wills and dreams of tyranny

You’ll even claim reverse discrimination of dear whitey

You’ll say that anti-white feeling can’t happen in this great country

And you’re gonna wanna lord somebody, yes you are

And you’re gonna wanna take us back

To a time where white man ruled

And others minded their P’s & Q’s

You’re gonna wanna white everybody

You may call yourself disciple of the MAGA ways

Protect yourself on his good side fearful of vengeful days

You may even say that fascism’s not that bad just give it play

As we’ve heard too often now from MAGA’s praying new Trump day

Well, you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes it’s him

You’re gonna have to serve somebody

Well, it may be the devil, while the lord sits this one out

You’re gonna have to serve somebody

You’re gonna have to serve the orange

You’re gonna have to serve prostrate

You’re gonna have to serve not the lord

You’re gonna have to serve new devil’s day