Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base
“Everlong” by Foo Fighters

Hello
I’ve waited here for you
Everlong

Tonight I throw myself in two
Out of the red
Out of her head she sang

Come down and waste away with me
Down with me
Slow, how you wanted it to be
I’m over my head
Out of her head she sang

And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I’ll ever ask of you
You’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang

Breathe out
So I can breathe you in
Hold you in
And now
I know you’ve always been
Out of your head
Out of my head I sang

And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I’ll ever ask of you
You’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang

And I wonder
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I’ll ever ask of you
You’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when

Topic Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base
“Loser” by Beck

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins so I’m out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose

Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin’ with a loser and the cruise control
Baby’s in Reno with the vitamin D
Got a couple of couches sleep on the love seat

Someone keeps sayin’ I’m insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don’t believe everything that you read
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin’ all your food stamps and burnin’ down the trailer park

Yo, cut it
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me? (double barrel buckshot)

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?

The forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
‘Cause one’s got a weasel and the other’s got a flag
One’s got on the pole shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose job
The daytime crap with the folksinger slop
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey neck and it’s hangin’ from a pigeon wing

You can’t get it right if you can’t relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax fallin’ on a termite
That’s chokin’ on the splinters

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me?
(Get crazy with the Cheeze Whiz)

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me?
(Drive-by body pierce)

(Yo bring it on down)
Soy

(I’m a driver I’m a winner, things are gonna change I can feel it)

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me?
(I can’t believe you)

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me?

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me?
(Sprechen Sie Deutche, baby)

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me?
(Know what I’m sayin’?)