“Alternative” Lyrics 375

Topic: Nancy Pelosi; Jerrold Nadler; Democrats; Democratic Party; Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Trump Family
Auxiliary Topic: Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez; Democrats; Democratic Party; Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Trump Family
“Pippi Longstocking is Coming into Your Town!” by Margie Nelson and the International Children’s Choir from The New Adventures of Pippi Longstocking

Freedom calls and Pippi runs.
The girl who never heard she couldn’t do something.
Watch out, world ’cause here she comes.
And she’s bound to teach you more than one thing.

Pippi Longstocking is coming into your town.
The one no one can keep down
No, no, no, no.
The one who’s fun to be around.

Whoa, whoa.

Pippi Longstocking is coming into your world.
A freckled-faced red-haired girl.
You oughta know she’ll throw your life into a whirl.

She dreams dreams like me and you.
And, yes, it seems she always makes her dreams come true.
She loves trees and roaring seas.
And the mountains please her more than toys do.

Pippi Longstocking is coming into your town.
The one no one can keep down
No, no, no, no.
The one who’s fun to be around.

Whoa, whoa.

Pippi Longstocking is coming into your world.
A freckled-faced red-haired girl.
You oughta know she’ll throw your life into a whirl.

She dreams dreams like me and you.
And, yes, it seems she always makes her dreams come true.
She loves trees and roaring seas.
And the mountains please her more than toys do.

Pippi Longstocking is coming into your town.
The one no one can keep down
No, no, no, no.
The one who’s fun to be around.

Whoa, whoa.

Pippi Longstocking is coming into your world.
A freckled-faced red-haired girl.
You oughta know she’ll throw your life into a whirl.

Pippi Longstocking is coming into your town.
The one no one can keep down
No, no, no, no.
The one who’s fun to be around.

Pippi Longstocking is coming into your world.
A freckled-faced red-haired girl.
You oughta know she’ll throw your life into a whirl.

Pippi Longstocking is coming into your town.
The one no one can keep down
No, no, no, no.
The one who’s fun to be around.

Pippi Longstocking is coming into your world.
A freckled-faced red-haired girl.
You oughta know she’ll throw your life into a whirl.

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“Alternative” Lyrics 350

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Robert Mueller; Democrats; Resistance
“Stuck in the Middle with You” by Stealers Wheel

Well I don’t know
Why I came here tonight
I got the feeling that
Something ain’t right

I’m so scared in case
I fall off my chair
And I’m wondering
How I’ll get down the stairs
Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to the right
Here I am
Stuck in the middle with you
Yes I am stuck in
The middle with you
And I’m wondering
What it is
I should do
It’s so hard to keep
This smile from my face
Losing control
Yeah I’m all
Over the place

Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to the right
Here I am
Stuck in the middle with you

Well you started out
With nothing
And you’re proud that
You’re a self made man
And your friends
They all come calling
Slap you on the back and say
Please
Please

Tried to make
Some sense at all
But I can see that
It makes no sense at all
Is it cool to go
To sleep on the floor?
You don’t think
That I can take anymore

Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to the right
Here I am
Stuck in the middle with you

Stuck in the middle
Stuck in the middle

Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to the right

Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to the right
(Stuck in the middle)

Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to the right
(Stuck in the middle)

Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to the right
(Oh yeah)

Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to the right
Here I am
Stuck in the middle with you

Well you started out
With nothing
And you’re proud that
You’re a self made man
And your friends
They all come calling
Slap you on the back and say
Please
(I say)
Please

Well I don’t know
Why I came here tonight
(Came here tonight)
I got the feeling that
Something ain’t right
(Something thing
Don’t feel right)
I’m so scared in case
I fall off my chair
(I am so scared)
And I’m wondering
How I’ll get down the stairs

Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to the right
Here I am
Stuck in the middle with you

Stuck in the middle with you
(Oh yeah)
Stuck in the middle of you
(Here I am)
Stuck in the middle with you
(With you, with you)

https://youtu.be/ln7Vn_WKkWU

“Alternative” Lyrics 321

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Nancy Pelosi; Democrats; Resistance
“Long Way To Go” by Alan Jackson

Well I drove down to the ocean
Left my heartache way behind
But the rain won’t leave and the pain won’t ease
And the sun don’t wanna shine

So I ordered me up a killer
Found a view out across the sea
I sat down in the sand
A drink in my hand
And in the glass looking back at me

I got a bug in my margarita
Seems bad luck won’t leave me alone
I got a woman I’m tryin’ to drink away
And I got a long, long way to go
Yeah, I got a long, long way to go

Well I met an old boy from Georgia
Yeah, his woman done knocked him down
I asked him how’s he doing
He stared at me confused
And said, “Hey, ain’t you looked around?”

He said the rain won’t leave
And the pain won’t ease
And the sun don’t wanna shine
And there’s something in the bottom of this drink I just got
And it don’t look like a worm to me

I got a bug in my margarita
Seems bad luck won’t leave me alone
I got a woman I’m tryin’ to drink away
And I got a long, long way to go
Yeah, I got a long, long way to go

So we put our drinks together
And toasted rainy weather
And the women that had done us wrong
Then we threw back margaritas
The bug just made it sweeter
And we both sang a happy song

I got a bug in my margarita
Seems bad luck won’t leave me alone
I got a woman I’m tryin’ to drink away
And I got a long, long way to go

Yeah, I got a bug in my margarita
Seems bad luck won’t leave me alone
I got a woman I’m tryin’ to drink away
And I got a long, long way to go

Yeah, I got a bug in my margarita
Seems bad luck won’t leave me alone
I got a woman I’m tryin’ to drink away
And I got a long, long way to go
Yeah, I got a long, long way to go

https://youtu.be/UHtpvzYLTIU

“Alternative” Lyrics 317

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Vladimir Putin; Russia
Auxiliary Topic: Democrats; Robert Mueller; Donald J. Trump
“El Paso” by Marty Robbins

Out in the west Texas town of El Paso I fell in love with a Mexican girl.
Nighttime would fine me in Rosa’s Cantina,
Music would play and Felina would whirl.

Black as the night were the eyes of Felina,
Wicked and evil while casting a spell.
My love was strong for this Mexican maiden,
I was in love, but in vain I could tell.

One night a wild young cowboy came in, wild as the west Texas wind…
Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing,
With wicked Felina, the girl that I love.

So in anger I challenged his right for the love of this maiden;
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore.
My challenge was answered, in less than a heartbeat
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor.

Just for a moment I stood there in silence,
Shocked by the foul evil deed I had done.
Many thoughts ran through my mind as I stood there;
I had but one chance and that was to run.

Out through the back door of rose’s I ran, out where the horses were tied
I picked a good one; he looked like he could run,
Up on his back and away I did ride.

Just as fast as I could from the west Texas town of El Paso,
Out through the badlands of New Mexico.
Back in El Paso my life would be worthless;
Everything’s gone in life nothing is left.

But it’s been so long since I’ve seen the young maiden,
My love is stronger that my fear of death.
I saddled up and away I did go, riding alone in the dark…
Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me,
Tonight nothing’s worse than this pain in my heart.

And as last here I am on the hill overlooking El Paso,
I can see Rosa’s Cantina below.
My love is strong and it pushes me onward, down off the hill to Felina I go.

Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys,
Off to my left ride a dozen or more.
Shouting and shooting; I can’t let them catch me,
I’ve got to make it to rose’s back door.

Something is dreadfully wrong for I feel
A deep burning pain in my side.
Though I am trying to stay in the saddle,
I’m getting weary, unable to ride.
But my love for
Felina is strong and I writhe where I’ve fallen.
Though I am weary, I can’t stop to rest

I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle,
I feel the bullet go deep in my chest.
From out of nowhere, Felina has found me,
Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side.
Cradled by two loving arms that I’ll die for,
One little kiss and Felina good-bye.

“Alternative” Lyrics 197

Topic: Vladimir Putin; Russia; Donald J. Trump; Fake News; Facebook; Donald J. Trump’s Base; Mainstream Media; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Robert Mueller; Resistance; Democrats; Fair Elections; Democracy; Justice
“This is the House That Jack Built” by Various

This is the house that Jack built.

This is the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cat that chased the rat
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the dog that worried the cat
That chased the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That chased the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That chased the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the man all tattered and torn
That kissed the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That chased the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the priest all shaven and shorn
That married the man all tattered and torn
That kissed the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That chased the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cock that crowed in the morn
That woke the priest all shaven and shorn
That married the man all tattered and torn
That kissed the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That chased the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the farmer sowing his corn
That kept the cock that crowed in the morn
That woke the priest all shaven and shorn
That married the man all tattered and torn
That kissed the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That chased the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the horse and the hound and the horn
That belonged to the farmer sowing his corn
That kept the cock that crowed in the morn
That woke the priest all shaven and shorn
That married the man all tattered and torn
That kissed the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That chased the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

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