“Alternative” Lyrics 281

Topic: Salman bin Abdulaziz Al Saud; Saudi Arabia; Donald J. Trump
“Saudi Arabia is the Worst Place in the World” by Wendy Schaal feat. Seth MacFarlane from American Dad

Francine: Greatest country in the world?

♪♪ We packed our bags, we hopped a plane ♪♪

♪♪ We left our happy home ♪♪

Stan: Uhh, Francine, singing’s kind of illegal here…

Francine: ♪♪ The culture seemed a bit insane but you said, hey, when in Rome… ♪♪

Stan: Uh, Seriously Francine, ixnay on the inging-say

Francine: ♪♪ Maybe you got no reason to complain, but I’ve got no Y chromosome… ♪♪

So here’s what I don’t like about Saudi Arabia…

♪♪ You can’t go out unless you are escorted by a man, ♪♪

♪♪ And when you do, you come home with a butt crack full of sand. ♪♪

♪♪ No alcohol, no rum and cokes and no Dom Perignon, ♪♪

♪♪ At least a girl can have a smoke. ♪♪

Man: But not on Ramadan!

Francine: ♪♪ Oh, it’s a land of joy, if you are a boy, ♪♪

♪♪ But if you are a girl, it’s the worst place in the world. ♪♪

Stan: Okay Francine we get it.

Francine: Oh, but I’m just getting started.

♪♪ American girls we do pilates, starve ourselves until we’re hotties, ♪♪

♪♪ Why? Because we like our bodies, check me out you uptight Saudis! ♪♪

♪♪ Oh it’s so awfully grand. ♪♪

Stan: ♪♪ Come on Francine stop singing. ♪♪

Francine: ♪♪ If you are a man. ♪♪

Stan: ♪♪ I’m only back up singing. ♪♪

Francine: ♪♪ If you don’t take me home soon Stan, I think I’m gonna hurl. ♪♪

♪♪ It’s the worst place in the world. ♪♪

Stan: I started this point system and she’s way behind.

Francine: ♪♪ I only want to see the world, explore and socialize, ♪♪

♪♪ But in this town I can’t so much as look at other guys, ♪♪

♪♪ ‘Cause if I did, they’d call me harlot, whore, adulteress, ♪♪

♪♪ I bet my last riyal you fellas won’t approve of this. ♪♪

♪♪ Who wants a kiss? ♪♪

♪♪ It’s great if you’re from Mars, but not if you’re from Venus, ♪♪

♪♪ If you wanna drive a car, you better have a penis. ♪♪

♪♪ So if you’ve got a vagina. ♪♪

Man: Ooh!

Francine: ♪♪A vulva. ♪♪

Man: Eee!

Francine: ♪♪ A clitoris. ♪♪

Man: What is a clitoris? *Stan shrugs shoulders*

Francine: ♪♪ And a labia… You see where I’m going with this. ♪♪

♪♪ Stay the hell away from Saudi Arabia! ♪♪

Man: WHORE!

https://youtu.be/HnR8Al5XRBU

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“Alternative” Lyrics 280

Topic: Michael Cohen; Michael Flynn; Paul Manafort; Donald Trump Jr.; Jared Kushner; Natalia Veselnitskaya; George Papadopoulos; Donald J. Trump
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Vladimir Putin; Russia
Tertiary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Salmon bin Abdulaziz Al Saud; Jamal Khashoggi
“Secrets” by OneRepublic

I need another story
Something to get off my chest
My life gets kinda boring
Need something that I can confess

Til’ all my sleeves are stained red
From all the truth that I’ve said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I’ve been on the brink, so

Tell me what you want to hear
Something that will light those ears
Sick of all the insincere
I’m gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don’t need another perfect lie
Don’t care if critics ever jump in line
I’m gonna give all my secrets away

My God, amazing how we got this far
It’s like we’re chasing all those stars
Who’s driving shiny big black cars
And everyday I see the news
All the problems that we could solve
And when a situation rises
Just write it into an album
Send it straight to gold
I don’t really like my flow, no, so

Tell me what you want to hear
Something that are like those years
Sick of all the insincere
I’m gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don’t need another perfect lie
Don’t care if critics never jump in line
I’m gonna give all my secrets away

Oh, got no reason, got no shame
Got no family I can’t blame
Just don’t let me disappear
I’mma tell you everything

So tell me what you want to hear
Something that’ll light those ears
Sick of all the insincere
I’m gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don’t need another perfect lie
Don’t care if critics never jump in line
I’m gonna give all my secrets away

So tell me what you want to hear
Something that delight those ears
Sick of all the insincere
I’m gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don’t need another perfect lie
Don’t care if critics ever jump in line
I’m gonna give all my secrets away
All my secrets away, all my secrets away

 

“Alternative” Lyrics 279

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Base
“Pump Up the Jam” by Technotronic

Pump up the jam
Pump it up
While your feet are stomping
And the jam is pumping
Look ahead: the crowd is jumpin’

Pump it up a little more
Get the party goin’ on the dance floor
See? ‘Coz that’s where the party’s at
And you’ll find out, if you do that

I want
A place to stay
Get your booty on the floor, tonight
Make my day

I want
A place to stay
Get your booty on the floor, tonight
Make my day

Make my day
Make my day
Make my day
Make my day

Yo! Pump up the jam
Pump it up
While your feet are stomping
And the jam is pumping
Look ahead: the crowd are jumpin’

Pump it up a little more
Get the party goin’ on the dance floor
See? ‘Coz that’s where the party’s at
And you’ll find out, if you do that

I want
A place to stay
Get your booty on the floor, tonight
Make my day

I want
A place to stay
Get your booty on the floor, tonight
Make my day

Make my day
Make my
Make my
Make
Make my day

Make my day
Make my day
Make my
Make my
Make
Make my day

Yo! Pump up the jam
Pump it up
Ah, pump it up
Yo! Pump it!
Pump up the jam
Pump it up
Ah, pump it up
Yo! Pump it!

Pump up the jam
Pump it up
Ah, pump it up
Yo! Pump it!
Pump up the jam
Pump it
Pump it
Pump it
Pump it
Yo!

Pump up the jam
Ah, pump up the jam
Pump up the jam
Pump it up
Ah, pump it
Pump it
Pump it

Pump up the jam
Pump up the jam
Pump up the jam
Pump it
Pump it
Pump it
Pump it
Pump!

Pump up the jam
Pump it up
While your feet are stomping
And the jam is pumping
Look ahead: the crowd is jumpin’

Pump it up a little more
Get the party goin’ on the dance floor
See? ‘Coz that’s where the party’s at
And you’ll find out, if you do that

I want
A place to stay
Get your booty on the floor, tonight
Make my day

I want
A place to stay
Get your booty on the floor, tonight
Make my day

I want
A place to stay
Get your booty on the floor, tonight
Make my day

I want
A place to stay
Get your booty on the floor, tonight
Make my day

https://youtu.be/9EcjWd-O4jI

“Alternative” Lyrics 278

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base
“That’s Something to Be Proud Of” by Montgomery Gentry

There’s a story that my daddy tells religiously
Like clockwork every time he sees an opening
In a conversation about the way things used to be

Well, I’d just roll my eyes and make a beeline for the door

But I’d always end up starry-eyed, cross-legged on the floor
Hanging on to every word
Man, the things I heard

It was harder times and longer days
Five miles to school, uphill both ways
We were cane-switched raised, and dirt-floor poor
‘Course that was back before the war

Yeah, your uncle and I made quite a pair
Flying F-15’s through hostile air
He went down but they missed me by a hair
He’d always stop right there and say

That’s something to be proud of
That’s a life you can hang your hat on
That’s a chin held high as the tears fall down
A gut sucked in, a chest stuck out
Like a small-town flag a-flyin’
Or a newborn baby cryin’
In the arms of the woman that you love
That’s something to be proud of

Son graduatin’ college, that was mama’s dream
But I was on my way to anywhere else when I turned 18
‘Cause when you gotta fast car you think you’ve got everything
I learned quick those GTO’s don’t run on faith
I ended up broken down in some town north of L.A.
Working maximum hours for minimum wage

Well, I fell in love, next thing I know
The babies came, the car got sold
I sure do miss that old hot rod
But you sure save gas in them foreign jobs
Dad, I wonder if I ever let you down
If you’re ashamed of how I turned out
Well, he lowered his voice, then he raised his brow
Said, let me tell ya right now

That’s something to be proud of
That’s a life you can hang your hat on
You don’t need to make a million
Just be thankful to be workin’
If you’re doing what you’re able
And putting food there on the table
And providing for the family that you love
That’s something to be proud of

And if all you ever really do is the best you can
Well, you did it man

That’s something to be proud of
That’s a life you can hang your hat on
That’s a chin held high as the tears fall down
A gut sucked in, a chest stuck out
Like a small-town flag a-flyin’
Or a newborn baby cryin’
In the arms of the woman that you love
That’s something to be proud of
That’s something to be proud of
Yeah, that’s something to be proud of
That’s something to be proud of
Now that’s something to be proud of

“Alternative” Lyrics 277

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Environment
“Burn” by Tina Arena

Do you wanna be a poet and write
Do you wanna be an actor up in lights
Do you wanna be a soldier and fight for love
Do you wanna travel the world

Do you wanna be a diver for pearls
Or climb a mountain and touch the clouds above

Be anyone you want to be
Bring to life your fantasies
But I want something in return

I want you to burn
Burn for me baby
Like a candle in my night
Oh burn
Burn for me burn for me

Are you gonna be a gambler and deal
Are you gonna be a doctor and heal
Or go to heaven and touch God’s face
Are you gonna be a dreamer who sleeps
Are you gonna be a sinner who weeps
Or an angel under grace

I’ll lay down on your bed of coals
Offer up my heart and soul
But in return

I want you to burn
Burn for me baby
Like a candle in my night
Oh burn
Burn for me burn for me

Laugh for me, cry for me
Pray for me, fly for me
Live for me, die for me

I want you to burn
Burn for me baby
Like a candle in my night
Oh burn
Burn for me burn for me

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