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Dark Times (and an old parody song or three)

by Stephen J FrankenberryLeave a Comment on Dark Times (and an old parody song or three)

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”

—

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

—

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

—

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

—

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

—

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

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

—

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’

—

Ohhh!

—

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

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

—

Ohhh!

—

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

—

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 …

The Out Loud (songs)

by Stephen J Frankenberry3 Comments on The Out Loud (songs)

After re-visiting my Cujo the cat tune I thought I’d go back to a few other things. Some recent Never Trump & GOP things.

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We Want You To Be We

(to Cheap Trick “I Want You To Want Me”)

We Want You … To Be … We

.

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

.

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

.

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

.

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

.

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

.

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

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

.

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’

.

Ohhh!

.

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

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

.

Ohhh!

.

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

.

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

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Minority Rule

(to Tears For Fears “Everybody Wants To Rule The World”)

Popcorn anyone?

New GOP life

Where they turn their backs

On days of self-respect

Where party stood once

Principles of pride held nature

On their side of legislature

Instead now just a mi-nor-it-y rule

.

It’s par-ti-san times

No working cross the aisle

Instead just to decide

Against the will  

Of most of people

Fascist thoughts now

How they measure false lib-er-ty

Instead now it’s just mi-nor-it-y rule

.

There’s a rule of law once stood by

But abandoned in orange broke light now

In his light they will threaten shake down

‘less they get will of despot to own

All of you in his would be new town

It’s all about mi-nor-it-y rule

.

– break

.

They can’t stand your freedom’s visions

Where all could make their own decisions

It’s all now just mi-nor-it-y rule

.

They’ll tell what histr’y can be taught rewritten white now

Tell ya what books you cannot read now  

Maybe even start a fire now  

.

They’ll always lose vote in a straight up

Instead build guards to keep them on top  

To help them thrive in mi-nor-it-y rule

.

They can’t stand your freedom’s visions

Fascist thoughts false li-ber-ty now

We are all not created equal

Must protect king at all costs

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One White Leads to Another

(to The Fixx “One Thing Leads To Another”)

For those whitewashers and history revisionists

The deception some white folks

Is want present false history

State by state they pass laws now

To hinder what kids can and cannot read

.

Just to protect them they claim

From truths about black and white

But when some books shed light

Difference wrong and right

That aren’t white enough they balk and they say

.

We’ll teach history no mention of trees

(oh when)

One white leads to another

We’ll point out wrongs in history’s long stories gone and then

One white leads to another

.

The intention is to

Teach alternate washed whitey tales

Where there wasn’t a time then

Where justice judged with far different scales

It wasn’t baked into fabric since a father’s slave day

Where ownership was the way

But when an academic thought critiques that it’s never changed

They just ban CRT while they exclaim then

.

Teach history as only we can see

One white leads to another

We’ll point out wrongs in history’s long stories gone and then

One white leads to another

.

Yeah Yeah Yeah

.

One white one one white leads to another

.

Indoctrination is their fear into liberal ideology

That kids might fall not wanting them to  

To learn now how to actually think free

Hear opinions both sides even some they disagree

Can’t have them thinking that way

‘Cause if critical thought questions white supremacy

Indoctrinate instead with our own theories

.

We’ll teach history as only it can be

One white leads to another

We’ll point out wrongs in history’s long stories gone and then

One white leads to another

.

Yeah Yeah Yeah 


One white, one, one white, leads to another
(One white another)
One white, one, one white, can’t teach of others  
(One white another)

One white, one, one white, empowered white brothers
(One white another)
One white, one, one white Liberty mothers  
(One white another)

One white, one, one white, leads to another

(One white leads to another)

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Baby, it’s a Tax Scam

(to the Beatles “Baby You’re A Rich Man”)

“So what’s we got on the agenda today boss?”

“I’m thinkin’ we get dem GOP folks to savin’ us some more money. Udderwise, we don’t be supportin’ ’em with any more of OUR money”

“We gonna play the country for dupes again?”

“You knows it Mugsy”

.

How does it feel to be GOP privileged people

Knowing they put you ‘bove the rest

Padded bank accounts will attest

Reward for support of who is best

A thank you with more in store

.

How does it feel to have recognized ravenous gre-eed

Know divide’s what they do seek

Wealth kept away from weak

What do you plan with your new gain

Hope keep ridin’ the money train

.

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby we know what we do

Ya keep all your money in your stock buy backs

It’s what ya do, country we’ll screw

.

(ohhohh)

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby we know what we do

.

How does it feel to laugh at the unfortunate people

Who we keep selling trickle down

Knowing you’re all just clowns

Blowing a big hole in the debt

One paid with folks safety nets

.

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby we know what we do

Ya keep all your money in the family tree

Hand down scott free, no tax ya see

.

(baby)

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Keep runnin’ it don’t give a damn

.

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Roll it back no way man

Avg Joe’s you’re also rans

.

Baby we’re all rich men

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby laughing to the bank … 

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Mock It Up

(to Elvis Costello “Pump It Up”)

Jim Jordan feels import

Says this is of utmost

Importance of a sort

He gets to what is his real sport

Saying gov is weapon sent

While he’s Jim sweaty bent

Fig’ring new distractions

Nothing else matters

.

Mock it up

Even though we don’t need it

Fog it up

Distractions we feel it

.

Says gov weaponized

But not in the right right light

If you’re gonna weaponize

We want it with a left left prize

So we can order lives

Get “others” all in line

.

Mock it up

We’ll fake it and sell it

Fluff it up

Distractions fall for it

.

Hey!

.

Jims been a bad girl

Livin’ in his Trumpy world

Does what he can

To make truth go in a whirl

Living Trump bat ass unhinged

This’ll truly make ya cringe

Sycophant I’ll call you sir

Run through border walls I’m yours

.

Mock it up

We work in post truth now

Muddy up

Jim Congress waste time now

.

Now in a passion show

Start demanding DA’s show

Papers bout the real blow

To great leader you should know

We’ll keep him above the law

Not right to hold him account

He came to us from down the mount

We’ll make sure law for him don’t count

.

Mock it up

We work in post truth now

Fog it up

Jim Congress waste time now

.

Mock it up

There’s only our truth now

Muddy up

Making point to waste time now

.

Mock it up

We will make up the rules now

Fuck it up

G O P new false truth now

.

New post truth now

Different set of rules now

New post truth now

.

Call ourselves Ruth now

Hit homer for Trump now

Clear bases of truth now

.

Prayer call the lord and how

Charlatans gather up now

Cause god is Trumps cow

.

Call for pro-tests here and now

Insurrection again now

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God Made Trump – God: “Yeah, That Was In Error” (boogie woogie song)

“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!!

Take It To The SCOTUS (backwards where we’ll be found) – (song)

by Stephen J FrankenberryLeave a Comment on Take It To The SCOTUS (backwards where we’ll be found) – (song)

So with the Supreme Court back in session for a new term and as we brace to possibly regress to a new American stone age “Oh, remember the good ol’ days when the lessers knew their place?” and as the Orange appeals to those he feels he has bought and paid for to give him an above the law “what documents of national security?” delay packed in boxes with old crumpled quarter pounder wrappers and used sharpies from photo-op autographs (4500 dollars each and you get a sticker) assist, who get SO very offended at accusations of being nothing more now than another partisan political tool, even taking to stages to cry their dismay but only ever speaking to the very choir of those they claim to resist, to defend their self perceived objectivity, the surest of signs that they know of what they do, I thought of this of mine from back in May.

A little ode to the new High Court.

To the Talking Heads version of “Take Me To The River”.

We don’t know why you livin’ like ya do

G O P can – help you un-blue

We stole two seats now to leave you bereft

Of any hope of what – fair was left

And we wanna know – and we’ll – tell you

Progress stops right here

 —

We’ll take it to the SCOTUS

A court beholden to us

We’ll take it all to SCOTUS

Partis’n arm we made thus

To lead it around

Backwards where we’ll be found

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The extremists are not on the left

That’s just cry rally we’ve always kept

No radical court – it’ s square to the right

They hem and haw but it’s in plain sight

Want you to know, can’t you – see how

We lead them by the haaaaand

 —

Take it to the SCOTUS

A court beholden to us

We’ll take it all to SCOTUS

Partis’n arm we made thus

To drag your rights down

Backwards where we’ll be ….

 — 

Crosshairs, dazed stares, we don’t care, what you want here

Till we can’t,

Till we can’t,

Hold our glee at

Our own court’s red de-crees now

 —

It’s a court beholden to us

We’ll take it all to SCOTUS

Partis’n arm we made thus

To lead it around

Backwards where we’ll be found

—

break

—

We don’t know why you’re stewing like ya do

Bout all the rights – next in the queue

To be struck down now  – with radical hand

Voting women equal they don’t stand a chance

 —

Want you to know now

That your rights now

Are up to Uuuuusssss

—

We’ll take it to the SCOTUS

A court beholden to us

We’ll take it all to SCOTUS

Partis’n arm we made thus

To lead it around

Backwards where we’ll be found

—

We’ll take it, we’ll take it, we’ll take it to the SCOTUS

They’re all ours now and we’re gonna have them show us

We’ll take it, we’ll take it, we’ll take it to the SCOTUS

You’re gonna regret that you didn’t vote for us

We’ll take it, we’ll take it, we’ll take it to the SCOTUS

We own them now and they’re gonna send us backwards fast

Yesterday Today Jan 6 (two songs)

by Stephen J FrankenberryLeave a Comment on Yesterday Today Jan 6 (two songs)

So when I finally got home the other night and fed the girls and myself (different canned things, Fancy Feast them and Beefaroni me – I’m not all that crazy cat lady guy there just yet – though some of their stuff does smell quite enticing) and got myself sat down, I checked in in the Attic here only to find, whoaaaaa, a bunch of new views and this after two days of view bupkus replete with crickets.

Seems there was an out of the blue deep dive on some of my parody tunes, 22 of them with almost 100 “downloads” of whatever that means and a couple of views of a few old regular posts including one from 12 years ago of when Maria and Jagger and I added puppies to the already existing furry mix at the household then … Jackson & Brady (they’re still dogging by the way though I’m sure just a little bit slower these days – with ya there old friends – miss ya).

Now, mind you, I’m not complaining about any eye or ear balls, however random coming they may seem to be, and it was kind of cool to be reminded of this post, Spring Sprung Puppies, after so many years, a bit of a melancholy even set in at the reminder, but I noted that the top tune on the downloads list was something I had done not too long ago, right after that attempt to circumvent our election with a violent coup at the behest of a President and a bit down the list was another from around the same time that shared the same theme.

It’s that thing that’s been in the news lately by the way, that January 6th Commission and the public hearings you may have heard of or seen, all 20 million of you (just click away from Fox News for a sec) unless of course you’re Jim Jordan or any of the other Orange discipled sycophants who claim “Real America” doesn’t care, that they care more about the price of gas and that this all a partisan witch hunt.

You live in your world Gym and we’ll live in ours … the real one.

So a couple of tunes that were in the moment then and may still carry a point.

(to Fun Lovin’ Criminals “Scooby Snacks” from 1996 whose video sampled some quotes from Quentin Tarantino flicks)

Trumpy Snacks

“Everybody be cool, this is an insurrection!”

Don and lack facts set the track long ago   

His act election taint would be the big blow  

After mail in lies re-votes’ll be where the enemy goes

He exulted to podiums

Future fraud agendum

And the lies don’t matter much

He bought with no cost

Small minds all loudly and blindly so

Singin’

Donnie Donnie Donnie

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(Is this some Fascist T-Love thing happening here people or what?)

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When loss came the long game went into play

Cries rang out loud … that this was a no go

He couldn’t have lost … hell he even said so

Statistically not possible and numbers were his go go

Made up as they were he couldn’t have been wrong  

They thought singin’ all dumb dumb days long

So they listened to him being done so so wrong

Not to just to him but them that was a no no

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“Look, I don’t know anything about any fucking election fraud
You can torture me all you want”


“Torture you, that’s good, that’s a good idea, I like that“

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Runnin’ around spoutin’ lies all whacked off on Trumpy snacks

We’ll take your commands

Rush the gates all whacked off on Trumpy Snacks

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And Pence don’t give a fuck about a noose’s close call

If self respect was in height he’s only inches tall

He op-eds big lie, like he’s money

Though Trump had hoped his feet dangled funny

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Ron Johnson chimes new times explanation

Antifa hell bent on insurrection

And try blame Pelosi for not calling in Nat guard

10,000 strong Trump numbers lie song

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Revisionists don’t care much what they get wrong

Say it it enough and it’ll last days years long

But in the meantime you’re votes we leave charred

Suppression will and always be in their yard

Cause they can’t win without playing that card

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Trumpy, we need you, are we fools?

Nah, you’re tools

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Runnin’ around spoutin’ lies all whacked off on Trumpy snacks

We’ll take your commands

Rush the gates all whacked off on Trumpy Snacks

Muddy the waters make the rounds

All whacked off on Trumpy Snacks

Nothin’ to see pundits sound

All whacked off on Trumpy Snacks  

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You got nothin’ on him

Nothin’

It was no big deal

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(to Stevie Wonder’s “I Wish”)

Dark Days (they wish)

Looking back on lost years and an orange headed lyin’ boy

Whose one and only con-cern was power and just how earn from ploy

We watched and listened sadly, the starkness of the thing

That had support too many, discipled GOP

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Truth went out the window, propaganda became the truth de jour

Echoed many sides now, podiums to pundits even went on tour

The press tried too late stem tide, point out all the lies

But they opened up that window, just tryin’ now save hides

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They were dark days … you’d … think we’d want no more

Some truly sad … days … attack norms at the core 

But some still want … those … days to darken doors

Now hold seditious dreams, yeah, they hold a torch 

They hold a torch

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The time came to be counted, a real count not a one that aimed at steal

Enough of us did stand up, a threat was posed and seen saw to be real 

But even then some hundred plus signed on to a deal 

To stand with former power mad with fraud as the new spiel

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That led to insurrection, encouraged violence for a new rule

With help also from inside who even took some to tour of new school

Useful idiots follow dumb as useful tools

The Gaetz, Hawley’s, McCarthy’s fools who know the fools

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They were dark days … you’d … think they’d want no more

Some truly sad … days … attack norms at the core 

But some still want … those … days to darken doors

Now hold seditions dreams, yeah they hold a torch 

They hold a torch

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Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doodah doo

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

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Trump: “Statistically impossible to have lost the 2020 Election”

“Big protest in DC on January 6th. Be there, will be wild!”

Olivia Troye: “very concerned that there will be violence on January 6th because the president himself encourages it.”

Ted “Bad Beard Breath” Cruz: “We will not go quietly into the night. We will defend liberty. And we are going to win.”

Trump and Jr.: “fight like hell.”

Jr.: “We need to fight.”

Trump: “They’re not taking this White House. We’re going to fight like hell.”

“… and we fight, we fight like hell, and if you don’t fight like hell, you’re not going to have a country anymore.”

Giuliani: “Let’s have trial by combat´

Mo “Box of Rocks” Brooks: “… Today is the day American patriots start taking down names and kicking ass.”

Trump: “American Patriots,”

“… We love you, you’re very special.” 

Trump: “These are the things and events that happen when a sacred landslide election victory is so unceremoniously & viciously stripped away from great patriots who have been badly & unfairly treated for so long. Go home with love & in peace. Remember this day forever!”