I've always thought that was a scary song and a well-done video. However, Rollins projects an inner strength and confidence (albeit twisted) that Drumpf just doesn't have. No, Mr. small hands is so lost in narcissistic delusion that he is mesmerized by his self image .

Drumpf actually *believes* the sh*t he says, it's just that it immediately fades from mind with his next utterance. It's not important. All utterances, contradictory or not, spew forth with the purpose of protecting and projecting an image of himself that his father could love, pushing away thoughts of the scared and wounded little boy he really is. Just compare that to the beauty and poise of Obama - no don't, that hurts!

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Oh my name it ain't nothin'
My age it means less
The country I come from
Is called the Midwest
I was taught and brought up there
The laws to abide
And that land that I live in
Has God on its side

Oh, the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
The cavalries charged
The Indians died
Oh, the country was young
With God on its side

The Spanish-American
War had its day
And the Civil War, too
Was soon laid away
And the names of the heroes
I was made to memorize
With guns in their hands
And God on their side

The First World War, boys
It came and it went
The reason for fighting
I never did get
But I learned to accept it
Accept it with pride
For you don't count the dead
When God's on your side

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Now it’s signed
Text classified
Nations are now corporate colonies
Robber barons
In high castles
Have the nerve to call this free trade
Unh Unh

DDT
Gill net kills
Fought so hard to stop it all for years
Sweatshop kids in Nike Town
Globalize means downsize
Your rights to theirs

Tweet-tweet-tweet-tweedle-da-da
Tweet-tweet-tweet-tweedle-da-da
A ha-ha-ha!
NAFTA GATT- cha
“We are being farmed”
NAFTA GATT- cha
“Every time we buy”
NAFTA GATT- cha
“We are their serfs”

New Feudalism
Remember the name

Forced loans from the World Bank
Soon your countries sank
No food or medicine
Just factories, mines and dams

Peasant revolts arise
Like pesky little flies
We swat ‘em down
Pull off their legs
One by one

NAFTA GATT- cha
“We are being farmed”
NAFTA GATT- cha
“Every time we buy”
NAFTA GATT- cha
“We are their serfs”

New Feudalism
Remember the name

New Feudalism

"Would you like to see Brittania rule, er, I mean, America great, again, my friend"?
Throw in "Run Like Hell" for a video of something looking eerily like a Trump rally.

though right now I think of the last verse as a British warning to the Americans not to emulate us:

What have I done to deserve such a fate?
I realize I have left it too late
And so it's true, pride comes before a fall,
I'm telling you so that you won't lose all

"I'm a loser
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be"

Beatles 1964

By radiohead..

a Don McLean classic

Fortune has me well in hand, armies wait at my command
My gold lies in a foreign land buried deep beneath the sand
The angels guide my ev'ry tread, my enemies are sick or dead
But all the victories I've led haven't brought you to my bed

[CHORUS:]
You see, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you?
Won't ya tell me what did I do to offend you?

Now the purest race I've bred for thee to live in my democracy
And the highest human pedigree awaits the first-born boy baby
And my face on ev'ry coin engraved, the anarchists are all enslaved
My own flag is forever waved by the grateful people I have saved

[CHORUS:]
You see, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you?
Won't ya tell me what did I do to offend you?

Now, no land is beyond my claim when the land is seized in the people's name
By evil men who rob and maim, if war is hell, I'm not to blame!
Why, you can't blame me, I'm Heaven's child, I'm the second son of Mary mild
And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde, but he didn't mind, why, he just smiled

Yes, and the ocean parts when I walk through, and the clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue
I'm held in very great value by everyone I meet but you
'cause I've used my talents as I could, I've done some bad, I've done some good
I did a whole lot better than they thought I would so, c'mon and treat me like you should!

Because everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you?
Tell me what did I do to offend you? (whoo, yeah!)

Everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you?
Tell me what did I do to offend you?

Yeah, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you?
Tell me what did I do to offend you?

Just play the song from a jack in the box whenever he comes out.
Or the theme from Benny Hill.

In accordance with the Trump as Randall Flagg theory of history

elephants' to deny him the presidency:


To the elephants' convention,
A lot of morons came;
But there was an intelligent elephant,
And Nellie was her name.
One fine day,
She cried 'This is insane!'
And off she ran from the crazy man
And was never seen again.

Nellie the Elephant packed her trunk
And ran away from the circus,
Saying 'I never shall vote for Trump,
Trump! Trump! Trump!'
Nellie the Elephant packed her trunk
And trundled off to the donkeys:
'Trump is a man, whom we all should dump.
Trump! Trump! Trump!'

Day after day,
Trump led the circus band.
He spoke like a ghoul and looked like a fool,
Though he felt so proud and grand.
No more tricks
For Nellie to applaud.
Though some of the elephants bowed to him,
She saw he was a fraud.

Nellie the Elephant packed her trunk
And ran away from the circus,
Saying 'I never shall vote for Trump,
Trump! Trump! Trump'
Nellie the Elephant packed her trunk
And trundled off to the donkeys:
'Trump is a man, whom we all should dump.
Trump! Trump! Trump!'

The heads of the herd were calling.
She heard them far away.
'If Trump puts those such as Nellie off,
We might never win the day!

Nellie the Elephant packed her trunk
And ran away from the circus,
Saying 'I never shall vote for Trump,
Trump! Trump! Trump'
Nellie the Elephant packed her trunk
And trundled off to the donkeys:
'Trump is a man, whom we all should dump.
Trump! Trump! Trump!'

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in reference to our own Almighty Mess in the UK; but I think it is also appropriate to the Trump situation:

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It's a bit soulful for Trump, but it's GOT to be the Temptations:

Well, he specializes in talking trash
Carries himself like the
World's biggest spender
But ain't never got no cash

The clothes he wears
Are second to none
He's a jack of all trades
And a master of none
Agrees with everything
He knows nothing about
So he doesn't feel left out

Secondary all the things in life he really wants
[?] is his thing so he's got to
Keep up his front
Plastic Man
Trying to get it over
Any way he can
Plastic Man
Trying to get it over
Any way he can

He always borrows
Never lends
He says, you know me, man
I'm with him, let me in

Yes, he's willing to
Stick through thick and thin
But when the chips are down
He won't help you if he can
Plastic Man

Claim to fame, he has none
Friends in this world, maybe one
He hates being just
Another face in the crowd
Giving another brother five
And talking loud
Plastic Man
Trying to get it over
Any way he can
Plastic Man
Trying to get it over
Any way he can

I guess you know he does a
Little dipping and dabbing
In a gang, they go on
Backstabbing
You better stop your fantasizing
Start, boo boo boo boom
To realizing that black is black
And white is white
Wrong is wrong and right is right
Plastic Man
Trying to get it over
Any way he can
Plastic Man
Trying to get it over
Any way he can
Plastic Man
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Trying to get it over
Any way he can
Plastic Man...

It even has Spanish words!

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Have you seen the bigger piggies
In their starched white shirts
You will find the bigger piggies
Stirring up the dirt
Always have clean shirts
To play around in

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Greenback Boogie's a good one too.

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