Updated for the 2020 election cycle
satire
political humor
fred
kj
usual suspects
classical jazz
sweet nothings
david rose
degrees of syncopation
lewisburg p a
lawson and disorder
the ppits
riverstone
sortabossa
veto and the hitmen
ed rhoades
alfonse ciaccio
de potorland
dechristopher
good without one
sink or swing
Story behind the song
Worst president ever, and not high on the human being measure either.
Lyrics
One night you were dreamin’ when you woke up your self screamin’
Cause the trip you took turned into a fall
Your pillow, it was soakin’, and you wheezed like you’d been smokin’,
But why you got so scared, you can’t recall
Turned on the t-v cause you was feelin’ alone
And viewing must might help clear the air, but
Flippin’ through the channels only led you to groan
Though you were amused by Stephen Colbert
(Chorus)
They’ve got you now, they’ve got you now
They’ve got you where they want you, anyhow.
The next day you were wired, even though you felt so tired,
You almost called in sick at your job
Instead you went to punch in, and face the daily crunch in
With the regular anonymous mob
Even though you weren’t feeling quite up to par
You worked your little fingers to the bone
Then the boss comes with a pink slip and he takes you aside
Saying, “so sorry, son, but you better go home.”
(Chorus)
It’s time your learned your lesson, cause there’s no more need for guessin’, you’re
Just really wrong if you ain’t far right
And if you want to get in, they're chekin' the color of your skin
To open doors, much better to be white
Thanks, Court, for showing all of us the Light!
We used to think the Golden Rule was the way to go
“Might makes right” was never our creed, but
Doin onto others before others do you
Is the Orange Man's take on how to proceed
(Chorus)