Tag: Donald J. Trump

“Alternative” Lyrics 43

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Trump Family, Republicans; Republican Party
“Bills, Bills, Bills” by Destiny’s Child

At first we started out real cool
Taking me places I ain’t never been
But now, you’re getting comfortable
Ain’t doing those things you did no more
You’re slowly making me pay for
Things your money should be handling
And now you ask to use my car
Drive it all day and don’t fill up the tank
And you have the audacity to even come and step to me
Ask to hold some money from me until
You get your check next week

You trifling
(Good for nothing type of brother)
Silly me
(Why haven’t I found another)
(A baller), when times get hard need someone to help me out
(Instead of) a scrub like you who don’t know what a man’s about

Can you pay my bills
Can you pay my telephone bills
Can you pay my automo-bills
If you did then maybe we could chill
I don’t think you do
So, you and me are through
Can you pay my bills
Can you pay my telephone bills
Can you pay my automo-bills
If you did then maybe we could chill
I don’t think you do
So, you and me are through

Now you’ve been maxing out my cards
Giving me bad credit buying me gifts with my
Own ends
Haven’t paid the first bill
But you’re steady heading to the mall
Going on shopping sprees perpetrating to your friends that you be balling
And then you use my cell phone
Calling whoever that you think at home
And then when the bill comes all of a sudden you be acting dumb
Don’t know where none of these calls come from
When your mama’s number’s here more than once

Can you pay my bills
Can you pay my telephone bills
Can you pay my automo-bills
If you did then maybe we could chill
I don’t think you do
So, you and me are through
Can you pay my bills
Can you pay my telephone bills
Can you pay my automo-bills
If you did then maybe we could chill
I don’t think you do
So, you and me are through

Can you pay my bills
Can you pay my telephone bills
Can you pay my automo-bills
If you did then maybe we could chill
I don’t think you do
So, you and me are through
Can you pay my bills
Can you pay my telephone bills
Can you pay my automo-bills
If you did then maybe we could chill
I don’t think you do
So, you and me are through

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“Alternative” Lyrics 42

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans
“Your Cheatin’ Heart” by Hank Williams

Your cheatin’ heart
Will make you weep
You’ll cry and cry
And try to sleep

But sleep won’t come
The whole night through
Your cheatin’ heart
Will tell on you

When tears come down
Like falling rain
You’ll toss around
And call my name
You’ll walk the floor
The way I do
Your cheatin’ heart
Will tell on you

Your cheatin’ heart
Will pine some day
And crave the love
You threw away
The time will come
When you’ll be blue
Your cheatin’ heart
Will tell on you

When tears come down
Like falling rain
You’ll toss around
And call my name
You’ll walk the floor
The way I do
Your cheatin’ heart
Will tell on you

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“Alternative” Lyrics 41

Topic: Donald J. Trump
“Shitty Golfer” by Toby Keith

I’m a shitty golfer, you can ask my wife
I’ve been out there hackin’ every day of my life
I got the shorts and all the plaid sweaters
And new TaylorMade driver didn’t make me any better

Man, I hit ’em fat and I hit ’em thin
I roll ’em in the bunker’s man, I hit ’em again
Slice ’em in the bushes, crank ’em in a creek
I popped that sucker up and hooked it out in the street

Yeah, I’m 245 right down the middle
And I’ll miss the green, to the left just a little
Chili dip a wedge, and put it all together
Hit that son of a bitch right up there in the leather
If you call that good, and let me press on the side
You can put me down for a five

Hey, I’m a shitty golfer, most of us are
But we carry our clubs in the back of our carts
What else you gonna do when you’re out of town
And you need to waste a whole day and shoot another round

Man, I played Augusta, and I played Pebble Beach
And one time at Sawgrass I shot 83
If I live long enough to be 88
I think I’ll celebrate it by shooting my age

Yeah, I’m 245 right down the middle
And I’ll miss the green, to the left just a little
Chili dip a wedge, and put it all together
Hit that son of a bitch right up there in the leather
If you call that good, and let me press on the side
You can put me down for a five, oh yeah
You can put me down for a five

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“Alternative” Lyrics 40

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Scott Pruitt; Ryan Zinke; Republicans
“Big Yellow Taxi” by Joni Mitchell

Late last night, I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi took away my old man
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone

Paved paradise, put up a parking lot

The big yellow taxi
The big yellow taxi
The big yellow taxi
The big yellow taxi

Paved paradise, put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique and a swinging hot spot
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone
Paved paradise, put up a parking lot

The big yellow taxi
The big yellow taxi
The big yellow taxi
The big yellow taxi

Took all the trees, put them in a tree museum
And they charged the people
A dollar and a half just to seem ’em
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone
Paved paradise, put up a parking lot

The big yellow taxi

Hey farmer, farmer, put away that DDT now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone
Paved paradise, put up a parking lot

The big yellow taxi
The big yellow taxi
The big yellow taxi
The big yellow taxi

The big yellow taxi
The big yellow taxi

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“Alternative” Lyrics 39

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald Trump Jr.; Ivanka Trump; Eric Trump; Trump Family; Cyrus Vance Jr.; Pam Bondi; Lord (not referring to Him); Vladimir Putin
“Daddy Did His Best” by Dolly Parton and Porter Wagoner

I remember when my daddy worked all day for just a dollar
And he never saved a penny, but at least the bills were paid
I’ve never seen a man work half as hard
And come home half as tired
Then give the Lord a tenth of all he made

Daddy said I’m making payments on a mansion
And so many times, he’s told me this old world is not his home
And he told me he’d been promised he’d receive a fair reward
Daddy did the best he could then left the rest up to the Lord

Now I’ve never seen a man that had more reason for complaining
But he’d smiled at me explaining how he never walked alone
When they called me to his death bed
I remember how my daddy just looked up
And smiled and said I’m going home

Daddy said I’m making payments on a mansion
And so many times, he’s told me this old world is not his home
And he told me he’d been promised he’d receive a fair reward
Daddy did the best he could then left the rest up to the Lord

Since my daddy left this world for one much better
I’ve been watching people worrying more
Working for the things they can’t afford
In a world that’s filled with problems
No one’s ever found the answers
To the things my daddy left up to the Lord

Daddy said I’m making payments on a mansion
And so many times, he’s told me this old world is not his home
And he told me he’d been promised he’d receive a fair reward
Daddy did the best he could then left the rest up to the Lord

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