Tag: Donald J. Trump

“Alternative” Lyrics 382

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Vladimir Putin; Russia
“SOS” by Avicii feat. Aloe Blacc

Can you hear me? S.O.S.
Help me put my mind to rest
Two times clean again, I’m actin’ low
A pound of weed and a bag of blow

I can feel your love pullin’ me up from the underground, and
I don’t need my drugs, we could be more than just part-time lovers
I can feel your touch pickin’ me up from the underground, and
I don’t need my drugs, we could be more than just part-time lovers

We could be more than just part-time lovers
We could be more than just part-time lovers

I get robbed of all my sleep
As my thoughts begin to bleed
I’d let go, but I don’t know how
Yeah, I don’t know how, but I need to now

I can feel your love pullin’ me up from the underground, and
I don’t need my drugs, we could be more than just part-time lovers
I can feel your touch pickin’ me up from the underground, and
I don’t need my drugs, we could be more than just part-time lovers (ayy)
I can feel your touch pickin’ me up from the underground, and (yeah)
I don’t need my drugs, we could be more than just part-time lovers

(We could be) We could be more than just part-time lovers
(Yeah, more than, more than lovers)
We could be more than just part-time lovers

Can you hear me? S.O.S.
Help me put my mind to rest

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“Alternative” Lyrics 381

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Wives; Mistresses; Porn Stars; Rape Victims
“Caress Me Down” by Sublime

Mucho gusto me llamo bradley I’m hornier than Ron Jeremy
And if you wanna get popped in your knee
Just wipe that look off your bati face
You hate me ’cause I got what you need

A pretty little daughter that we call mexi
If you wanna get beat physically, it will be over in a minute if ya
So she told me to come over and I took that trip
And then she pulled out my mushroom tip
And when it came out it went drip drip drip
I didn’t know she had that gi joe kung-fu grip

And it went uuh, and the girl carresed me down, uhh, and thats that loving sound

When I kiss mexi it makes me feel horny
Cause i’m the type of lover with the sensitivity
When she kiss my neck and tickle me fancy
She give me the right kind of love on Sunday morning

En otro lado es donde viví con mijita que se llama mexi
Y su hermana si me quiere
Y ahorita tenemos un bebé

Sus padres sus padres me trataron matar
But they did not get to far
Un poco después tuve que regresar
Con un chingo de dinero ’cause you know I’m a star

Yo fui a costa rica para tomar y sufear
Practicaba con la raza ’cause they know who we are
Sí no me dió cuenta than I bet you never will
You must be a muñeca if you’re still standing still

And it went uuh, and the girl carresed me down, uhh, and thats that loving sound

Me gusta mi reggae
Me gusta punk rock
Pero la cosa que me gusta más es panochita

Pon la nalga en el aire if you know who you are
Pon el nalga en el aire empieza gritar
No tenga miedo I’m your papí
Take your chones y los manden a mí

Levanta levanta tienes que gritar
Levanta levanta tienes que bailar

And it went uuh, and the girl carresed me down, uhh, and thats that loving sound

https://youtu.be/k_LP4IU6XD4

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“Alternative” Lyrics 380

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party
“You Got to Pick a Pocket or Two” from Oliver!

FAGIN

(spoken) You see, Oliver…

(sung) In this life, one thing counts
In the bank, large amounts
I’m afraid these don’t grow on trees,
You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or two

You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or two, boys,
You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or two.

BOYS

Large amounts don’t grow on trees.
You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or two.

FAGIN

(spoken) Let’s show Oliver how it’s done, shall we, my dears?

(sung) Why should we break our backs
Stupidly paying tax?
Better get some untaxed income
Better to pick-a-pocket or two.

You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or two, boys
You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or two.

BOYS

Why should we all break our backs?
Better pick-a-pocket or two.

FAGIN

(spoken) Who says crime doesn’t pay?

(sung) Robin Hood, what a crook!
Gave away, what he took.
Charity’s fine, subscribe to mine.
Get out and pick-a-pocket or two

You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or two, boys
You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or two.

BOYS

Robin Hood was far too good
He had to pick-a-pocket or two.

FAGIN

Take a tip from Bill Sikes
He can whip what he likes.
I recall, he started small
He had to pick-a-pocket or two.

You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or two, boys
You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or two.

BOYS

We can be like old Bill Sikes
If we pick-a-pocket or two.

FAGIN

(spoken) Stop thief!

Dear old gent passing by
Something nice takes his eye
Everything’s clear, attack the rear
Get in and pick-a-pocket or two.

You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or two, boys
You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or two.

BOYS

Have no fear, attack the rear
Get in and pick-a-pocket or two.

FAGIN

When I see someone rich,
Both my thumbs start to itch
Only to find some peace of mind
We have to pick-a-pocket or two.

You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or two, boys
You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or two.

BOYS

Just to find some peace of mind

FAGIN AND BOYS

We have to pick-a-pocket or two!

Rum Tum Tum

FAGIN

(spoken) Just do everything you see Dodger and Charlie do.
Make ’em your models, my dear — especially Dodger —
He’s going to be right little… Bill Sikes! Tell me my dear,
you see my hankerchief? See if you can take it from me without
my noticing — like you saw the others do.

Rum-tum-tum,
Rum-tum-tum
Pom-pom-pom
Pom-pom-pom
Skiddle-eye-tye
Tee-rye-tye-tye
Tee-ruppa-tuppa-ruppa-tum-tum
You’ve got to pick a pocket or two! You’ve got to pick a pocket or two!

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“Alternative” Lyrics 379

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base
“Fly Over States” by Jason Aldean

A couple guys in first class on a flight
From new York to Los Angeles,
Kinda making small talk killing time,
Flirting with the flight attendants,

Thirty thousand feet above, could be Oklahoma,
Just a bunch of square cornfields and wheat farms,
Man it all looks the same,
Miles and miles of back roads and highways,
Connecting little towns with funny names,
Who’d want to live down there in the middle of nowhere,

They’ve never drove through Indiana,
Met the men who plowed that earth,
Planted that seed, busted his ass for you and me,
Or caught a harvest moon in Kansas,
They’d understand why God made those fly over states,

I bet that mile long Santa Fe freight train engineer’s seen it all
Just like that flatbed cowboy stacking US steel on a 3-day haul
Roads and rails under their feet
Yeah that sounds like a first class seat

On the plains of Oklahoma
Where they windshield sunset in your eyes
Like a watercolor painted sky

You’d think heaven’s doors have opened
You’ll understand why God made
Those fly over states

Take a ride across the badlands
Feel that freedom on your face
Breathe in all that open space
Meet a girl from Amarillo
You’ll understand why God made
Why you’d want to plant your stakes
In those fly over states

Have you ever been through Indiana
On the plains of Oklahoma,
Take a ride,

https://youtu.be/W1GZzucDMlQ

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“Alternative” Lyrics 378

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Campaign Team; Donald J. Trump’s Transition Team; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Former Members of Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Vladimir Putin; Russia
“Ghetto Superstar (That Is What You Are)” by Pras Michael

Ghetto supastar
That is what you are
Coming from afar
Reaching for the stars

Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh-huh
From one corner to another, uh-huh

Some got hopes and dreams
We got ways and means
The supreme dream team always up with the schemes
From hubcaps to selling raps, name your theme
My rise to the top floating on this cream
Who the hell wanna stop me, I hated those who doubt me
A million ReFugees with unlimited warranties
Black Caesar, dating top divas
Diplomatic legalese, no time for a Visa
They just begun, I’mma shoot them one-by-one
Got five sides to me, something like a pentagon
Strike with the forces of King Solomon
Letting bygones be bygones, and so on, and so on
I’mma teach this cat how to live in the ghetto
Keeping it retrospective from the get go
Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo
P-P-Politic with ghetto senators on the D-low

Ghetto supastar
That is what you are
Coming from afar
Reaching for the stars
Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh-huh
From one corner to another, uh-huh

One, two
And you don’t stop
Yo!
My eyes is sore, being a senator
Behind closed doors hitting truth to the seafloor
The rich go North, ignore the tug of war
While the kids are poor, open new and better drug stores
So I became hardcore, couldn’t take it no more
I’mma reveal everything, change the law
I find myself walking the streets
Trying to find what’s really going on in the streets

Now every dog got his day, needless to say
When the chief away that’s when them cats want to play
I told you, mess around you fools like Cassius Clay
Stretch my heater make you do a pot of beret
Kick your balls like Pele, pick ’em doing ballet
Peak like Dante, broader than Broadway
Get applause like a matador, cry yelling “Ole!”
Who the hell wanna save me, from B.K. to Cali

Ghetto supastar
That is what you are
Coming from afar
Reaching for the stars
Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh-huh
From one corner to another, uh-huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Just when you thought it was safe in a common place
Showcase your finest is losing fast in the horse race
2-faced, getting defaced, out like Scarface
Throw your roll money, let me put on my screwface

Well I’m paranoid at the things I say
Wondering what’s the penalty from day to day,
I’m hanging out partying with girls that never die
The C.O picking on the small fries, my campaign telling lies
Was just spreading my love, didn’t know my love
Was the one holding the gun and the glove
But it’s all good as long as it’s understood
It’s all together now in the hood

Ghetto supastar
That is what you are
Coming from afar
Reaching for the stars
Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh-huh
From one corner to another, uh-huh

Ghetto supastar
That is what you are
Coming from afar
Reaching for the stars
Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh-huh
From one corner to another, uh-huh

https://youtu.be/MnWogQTfSIY

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