Trump Circus Two (song)

I’ve written of this before (so feel free to heavy sigh and skip off now while you can) but one of the main tools for me in my job (I’m a production guy) is a production music site I use on an almost daily basis to find music beds for commercials that I will maybe voice or, if not, still produce.

But in my searching, though, for a tune that seems to work for whatever spot is at hand I will come across beds that I like, beds that I can even think that I might like to write some lyrics to and have a bit of fun with at another time, something I have done on occasion because Hey? Who don’t imagine themselves to possibly be a rock star right? I know, that’s silly but still, for me, it’s always been just another avenue for creating and also to do that bit of rock star wannabe “singing” (“singing” definitely in quotes here but, being a production guy, I can work a little magic on the me sing end).

But, if you know this me here in said Attic, you also know that I have done quite a lot of parody tunes over the last 8 or so years, “parody” in name only though as they ain’t silly, mostly those of a political type to try and get some genuinely angry angers and frustrations out and make needed points (and lord knows there are a lot of those and needs of such, especially now) as, years ago, I realized, no matter how well written or compelling a straight up opinion piece of mine might be no one was ever going to read it. Period. Not even me back to me.

But? If I put it to a tune? Well …

So then to this and the updates …

A couple of years ago I came across this music bed that had a real carnival, circus kind of feel to it and well, Carnival? Circus? Yeah, that feel worked pretty well for anything GOP then or now (always does) and James Comer specifically and his fruitless investigations into the Biden Crime Family Syndicate, and his needed distraction from true crime family syndicates.  

I then revisited it earlier this year as, with this administration, Circus never really goes out of style.

And then to a now, another revisit …

Trump Circus Two

The Trump Circus big tops cabinet meetings now

While its members try one up each other how

They are bestest at these lapdog bestest tests

A circle’s turn jerk him from rest

.

Don nods approval or he simply just nods

Drifting to dreams of nobels or birthday cards

Wondering any King ever worked so damn hard

To nod all humble while he’s viewed as a god

.

Such blessed … circumstance

.

And he always

Keeps all on point

Of just how great he is

.

Reminds all around

For the camera’s now

Best ever in Prez Biz

.

This dog and pony show it never gets old

Spin propaganda to keep all in the fold

The only real truths are the lies fascists weave

Fake news real truth they call deceit

.

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH

.

The Trump Circus keeps going round and round and round

Where lipsticked sentiments are found

.

They have though now dropped true governing ball

As we wait some golden age apparently one on hold

But it’s happenin’ right now is what we’re all being told

Don’t believe your eyes or pockets

You’re all better than days of old

.

The Trump Circus big tops everywhere and Hell now

As fishing boats keep blowing up, some twice now

But hurricanes have stopped at at his seeming hand

Protecting all the others at sea and at land

Gonna Wanna Rule Somebody (song redux)

Been a while on this one and, truthfully, I just like having a tune to turn to in the midst of monumental stupid when I am headphoning for escape.

Going back to my original post, May of 2024 and to Bob Dylan’s “Gotta Serve Somebody” …

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

Look What Trump’s Done (song)

Now in January of last year I did a version of Melanie’s “What Have They Done To My Song” from back in 1970 with “Look What They’ve Done To Our Trump” which a good friend of mine commented at the time that she thought was the best parody tune I had done yet which was high praise because one: I had done a ton at that point and was still counting ’em and two: I didn’t really think she liked any of my parody tunes.

Who knew?

But hers is an opinion I value, still do and dearly so, so I took that, as I said, as high praise.

Well, things have changed dramatically since then, as we all know, and not for the better and I thought I’d revisit the song then and update the lyrics and do some liberal “borrowing” from the first one, freakin’ self plagiarist that I am!

Hey!! I said this is just an update!

Well, a slow tap of a foot and bop of a head again and some current thoughts.

Look what Trump’s done to his Trump, Ma

He’s the nightmare now that goes

bump  

He finds fascism’s all he wants do just right

So he and despot pals are tight, Ma

Look what Trump’ s done to his Trump

.

Look what Trump’s done to the court, Ma

They’re just bought and paid for cohorts, now 

He’s got six of ‘em dismissing precedents

And legislating from the bench, Ma

Look what Trump’s done to the court

.

He just wants a good country for whites to live in, Ma

Says he’s a true proud Ameri-can, Ma

Who just wants dismantle from the inside out

Destroy democracy for autocratic clout  

Look what Trump wants for coun-try

.

NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA

NA NA NA NA NA NA NA

Cmon everybody NA NA NA with me

Maybe even LA DE DA

Look what Trump does for his Trump

.

But this’ll surely work for the right, Ma

Who’ll trade our freedoms for their piece of pie

They’ll justify a thuggish po-lice state

If it don’t come for them “well that’d be just great”

Until he finds their loyalty doesn’t rate

.

Now Trump’s just foll-owing a simple plan, Ma

Where he’s the Man to all his Stans, Ma

And he revels how easy this all has been

To revisit bleak history’s darkest sins

Look what our vote now calls a win

.

Look what Trump does for his Trump, Ma Ma Ma

He’s found just how to grift us all his chumps, Ma

He dances rooftops once re-vered houses white

While tastelessly gold gilding everything in sight

Look what Trump does for his Trump

.

He has a brand new day in mind does Trump, Ma

Not one where we all have an equal say

Life, Liberty and Happiness

The pursuit of such some DEI nonsense

Not part of his white Christian pretense

.

Look what Trump’s done to our ‘stead, Ma Ma Ma

Look what he does with nationalist in-tent

.

Well, fascism’s all he wants to do just right

With masked jackboots   

Helping him sleep at night

This is what Trump calls himself a win

.

While singing dark songs

So Then Sunday: God Made Trump … Yeah, That Was In Error (song)

Been a bit for a So Then Sunday here where I just repost something because …

One: because I like it and came about it on another sleepless weekend writing new or just scrolling old stuff.

Two: because I’m just fucking lazy and ain’t got shit.

Plus The Trump Circus and Hit The Road Facts have me feeling back in the game a bit and I thought “why not” an older one and take a bit of a break?

So a “So Then Sunday” then.

I was also just bored and already had my headphones on after slipping down the rabbit hole of some cat and dog rescue videos. Just tryin’ to pull myself from out of the furry happy tearful abyss … but they are such cute stories … come back to us Steve …

This one is from January of last year and a response to the silliness of a “God Made Trump” video, genuine or parody or not.

It still works (nothing time specific) and I just love it ’cause it’s a shitload of words and fast.

“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

Out Loud Songs … (while still time)

I know I already have but a re-post of some tunes while there is still time.

//////////////////////////////////////////

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

//////////////////////////////////////////

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

////////////////////////////////////////

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)

////////////////////////////////////////

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 … 

/////////////////////////////////////////

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

/////////////////////////////////////////

(to Bob Dylan “Gotta Serve Somebody)

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

/////////////////////////////////////////

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!!

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

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'”

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

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

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 2 And A Half: “Trump D’s Golden Scepter”

T-Minus 2 and a half days and some comfort. I initially was all about a Beatles tune, tunes, in my parodies, exclusively so, The Orange Album, they were songs I could sing and was comfortable with. Though they were of the time this one still holds up.

It is fun in a not fun kind of way.

Tap a toe if you’d like.

(originally posted Oct 26, 2020)

Trump D’s Golden Scepter

Don wasn’t quizzical

It seemed to him illogical

To find truth that leaves no doubt

Don’t allow intelligence in this

Hou-hou-hou-house

.

He hid his shortcomings

In wordy salad long goings

He makes no sense at all

But staff always picks up the messy dropped word

Ba-a-a-all

.

But just then that damn press it drops by

To point out all his lies

.

Bang! Bang! Trump D’s Golden Scepter

Came down upon their heads

Bang! Bang! Trump D’s Golden Scepter

Would threaten them be dead

.

Back at podium

He sings his tried true stratagem

Of playing victim’s card

Dem’s they are just mean

As you all have

See-ee-ee-een

.

He tells ‘merica

Believe Mob King Republica

Vindicated now

And those who don’t agree will pay dearly

And how-ow-ow-ow

.

The swamp’s tides getting much stronger now

So he paddles up with no mind

Bang! Bang! Trump D’s Golden Scepter

Comes down upon our heads

(doo doo doo doo)

Bang! Bang! Trump D’s Golden Scepter

Dissension will be dead

Bang! Bang! Trump D’s Golden Scepter

Would turn us all to red

(doo doo doo doo)

Bang! Bang! Trump D’s Golden Scepter

Loyalty it must be bred

.

His senate they are all in line

Claiming everything is fine

Dem’s are those to blame

Future now an easier despot

Ga-a-a-ame

Lindsey and lackey crows

Talk around with Fox News shows

Espousing all the lies

While Mitch hopes to continue with Russian

Tie-i-i-ies

And the GOP laughs right in our face

As the Trump tries to force blind

.

Bang! Bang! Trump D’s Golden Scepter

Held high above our heads

(doo doo doo doo)

Bang! Bang! Trump D’s Golden Scepter

Propaganda’s never dead

whoa whoa whoa whoa!

(doo doo doo doo)

.

Golden Scepter

Ding Ding

Election Day Trump Parody Song Countdown: T-Minus 3: “Look What They’ve Done To Our Trump”

Now in the process of my posting these tunes of mine, words well worked in anger at the pained obvious, well wrought obvious, words red flagged in an attempt at a head’s up, “Do you see?” things that are my stand up I waver … I flit between serious dread and that the lesser dread that seems just kinda silly, but still dread. I mean it couldn’t be right? This is just another election with a possible reset just another four years off right? in case we get things wrong, a future time to possibly mend mistakes right?

But I know that that is not the case, this is no regular election and there are no Pollyanna thoughts of how this has always worked continuing in a still existent democratic future.

My problem with Trumpers is, though I don’t fault you your opinions, well, Ok, I do, as they ain’t mine and i could never be that easily susceptible to a con, but that they are too often misinformed, wholly misinformed and I don’t understand your need to “own” the other side like it is some sort of childish game, to grab the mantle of Orange grievance like it is your own, as if he were a guy who actually lived a life with you.

He hasn’t, never has, lived that life, he has never been that guy, nor is he heaven messiah sent as he glories to be, he IS the elite he warns you of. You spend so much time and glee on owning the other side that you miss the bigger picture. You become cult and you won’t be able to break away until it’s too late, and there will be a time where that comes.

(still trying Rick)

To Melanie’s “What Have They Done To My Song?”

(originally posted January 27, 2024)

Look What They’ve Done To Our Trump

Look what they’ve done to our Trump Ma

Look what they’ve done to our Trump

Well, fa-scism’s all he can do half right 

And somehow they say that’s wrong Ma

Look what they’ve done to our Trump

.

Look what they say ‘bout his brain Ma

Like using it’s a real strain

They point out that it’s a jumbled mess

All those liars in the press Ma

Look what they’ve done to our Trump

.

He just wants a good country for whites to live in Ma

One where his subjects will all call him … King

If he can rig a vote like ’16 true

All the libs will come to rue

Just what

Just what they’ve said of our Trump

.

NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA

NA NA NA NA NA NA NA

C’mon everybody NA NA NA with me

Maybe even LA DE DA

Look what they’ve done to our Trump

.

But maybe it’ll work for the right Ma

Maybe Democracy’ll lose this fight Ma

Well his dee-sciples still buy his lies

And threatened violence well that could work out nice

Look what they’ve wrought in our Trump

.

Now this part here’s supposed to be in French Ma

But that wouldn’t be his intent Ma

Because he don’t sing of nothing but the US of A

And English speaking’s gotta be the only say

But he’s OK with fries made a French way

.

Look what they’ve done to our Trump Ma Ma Ma

They’ve turned him into such an orange grump Ma

He can’t even win a primary

Without them talking about that Haley

Look what they’ve done to our Trump

.

Hear what they say about our Trump Ma

They say the meanest things about our Trump Ma

They even have the gall to point out his lies

But never give him credit for how hard he tries

To straight face through them all of the time 

.

Look what they’ve done to our Trump Ma Ma Ma

Look what they’ve done to our Trump


Well, fa-scism’s all he can do half right 

And somehow they say that’s wrong Ma

But he wins this time there’ll be a new song

And a dark one