Deals with a deceitful con artist is ill-advised.
“Alternative” Lyrics 349
Topic: Donald J. Trump’s Base; Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Vladimir Putin; Russia
“Under the Sea” by Samuel E. Wright and Chorus from The Little Mermaid
The seaweed is always greener
In somebody else’s lake
You dream about going up there
But that is a big mistake
Just look at the world around you
Right here on the ocean floor
Such wonderful things surround you
What more is you lookin’ for?
Under the sea
Under the sea
Darling it’s better
Down where it’s wetter
Take it from me
Up on the shore they work all day
Out in the sun they slave away
While we devotin’
Full time to floatin’
Under the sea
Down here all the fish is happy
As off through the waves they roll
The fish on the land ain’t happy
They sad ’cause they in their bowl
But fish in the bowl is lucky
They in for a worser fate
One day when the boss get hungry
Guess who’s gon’ be on the plate?
Under the sea
Under the sea
Nobody beat us
Fry us and eat us
In fricassee
We what the land folks loves to cook
Under the sea we off the hook
We got no troubles
Life is the bubbles
Under the sea (Under the sea)
Under the sea (Under the sea)
Since life is sweet here
We got the beat here
Naturally (Naturally)
Even the sturgeon an’ the ray
They get the urge ‘n’ start to play
We got the spirit
You got to hear it
Under the sea
The newt play the flute
The carp play the harp
The plaice play the bass
And they soundin’ sharp
The bass play the brass
The chub play the tub
The fluke is the duke of soul
(Yeah)
The ray he can play
The lings on the strings
The trout rockin’ out
The blackfish she sings
The smelt and the sprat
They know where it’s at
An’ oh that blowfish blow
Yeah, under the sea (Under the sea)
Under the sea (Under the sea)
When the sardine
Begin the beguine
It’s music to me (It’s music to me)
What do they got? A lot of sand
We got a hot crustacean band
Each little clam here
Know how to jam here
Under the sea
Each little slug here
Cuttin’ a rug here
Under the sea
Each little snail here
Know how to wail here
That’s why it’s hotter
Under the water
Ya we in luck here
Down in the muck here
Under the sea
“Alternative” Lyrics 348
Topic: Donald J. Trump’s Base; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump
“Hypersonic Missiles” by Sam Fender
Dutch kids, heart balloons in the parking lot
The golden arches illuminate the business park
I eat myself to death, feed the corporate machine
I watch the movies, recite every line and scene
God bless America and all of its allies
I’m not the first to live with wool over my eyes
I am so blissfully unaware of everything
Kids in Gaza are bombed, and I’m just out of it
The tensions of the world are rising higher
We’re probably due another war with all this ire
I’m not smart enough to change a thing
I’ve no answers, only questions, don’t you ask a thing
Oh, silver tongue suits and cartoons, they rule my world
Singing, it’s a high time for hypersonic missiles
When the bombs drop down, we can use it to breathe through life
Oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
The cities lie like dreamers all across the world
It comes to eat mankind, hitting it on blindside
They say I’m a nihilist, ’cause I can’t see
Any decent rhyme or reason for the life of you and me
But I believe in what I’m feeling, and I’m falling for you
This world is gonna end, but ’til then, I’ll give you everything, I
I’ll give you everything, I—
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
(C’mon)
Oh, silver tongue suits and cartoons, they rule my world
Singing, it’s a high time for hypersonic missiles
When the bombs drop down, we can use it to breathe through life
Oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
Then you’ll do the same, only the names change, honey
You can join their club if you’re born into money
It’s a high time for hypersonic missiles
And, oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
And, oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
Oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
“Alternative” Lyrics 347
Topic: Donald J. Trump
Auxiliary Topic: Betsy DeVos; Department of Education
“Beauty School Dropout” from Grease
Teen Angel:
Your story’s sad to tell,
A teenage ne’er do well,
Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block!
Your future’s so unclear now,
What’s left of your career now?
Can’t even get a trade in on your smock!
Angels:
(La lalala lalala lalala…)
Beauty school dropout,
No graduation day for you.
Beauty school dropout,
Missed your midterms and flunked shampoo!
Well at least you could have taken time,
to wash and clean your clothes up,
After spending all that dough to have
the doctor fix your nose up!
Baby get moving (Baby get movin’),
Why keep your feeble hopes alive?
What are you proving (What are you provin’)?
You’ve got the dream but not the drive.
If you go for your diploma, you could join a steno pool.
Turn in your teasin comb and go back to high school!
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout),
Hanging around the corner store.
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout),
It’s about time you knew the score.
Well they couldn’t teach you anything,
You think you’re such a looker,
But no customer would go to you
unless she was a hooker!
Baby don’t sweat it (Don’t sweat it),
You’re not cut out to hold a job.
Better forget it (Forget it),
Who wants their hair done by a slob?
Now your bangs are curled, your lashes whirled,
but still the world is cruel.
Wipe off that angel face and go back to high school!
Baby don’t blow it,
Don’t put my good advice to shame.
Baby you know it,
Even Dear Abby’d say the same!
Now I’ve called the shot, get off the block,
I really gotta fly!
Gotta be going to that, malt shop, in the sky!
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
“Alternative” Lyrics 346
Topic: Donald J. Trump; Vladimir Putin; Russia; Kim Jong Un; North Korea; Xi Jinping; China; Salmon bin Abdulaziz Al Saud; Saudi Arabia
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base
“Fly” by Sugar Ray
All around the world statues crumble for me
Who knows how long I’ve loved you
Everywhere I go people stop and they see
Twenty-five years old my mother God rest her soul
I just wanna fly
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
I just wanna fly
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
Dance a little stranger, show me where you’ve been
Love can make you hostage wanna do it again
There’s no time to think about the starting or the end
We’ll find out I’m told, my mother she told me so
I just wanna fly
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
I just wanna fly
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
I just want to fly
I just want to fly
All around the world, statues crumble for me
Who knows how long I’ve loved you
Everyone I know has been so good to me
Twenty-five years old, my mother God rest her soul
I just wanna fly
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
I just wanna fly
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
I just want to fly
I just want to fly
I just want to fly
I just want to fly
I just want to fly
Dark Side of Brian 