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Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump Jr.; Jared Kushner; Paul Manafort; Donald J. Trump’s Campaign Team; Vladimir Putin; Russia; Treason
“Lemon Tree” by Peter, Paul and Mary

When I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me
“Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree”
“Don’t put your faith in love, my boy” my father said to me
“I fear you’ll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree”

Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat

One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie
A girl so sweet that when she smiled, the stars rose in the sky
We passed that summer lost in love, beneath the lemon tree
The music of her laughter hid my father’s words from me

Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat

One day she left without a word, she took away the sun
And in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done
She left me for another, it’s a common tale but true
A sadder man, but wiser now, I sing these words to you

Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat

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Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Vladimir Putin; Russia
“Feed Me (Git It)” from Little Shop of Horrors

Seymour: Sudden changes surround me
Lady luck came and found me
Thanks a million for making the magic you do

Thanks to you, sweet petunia
Mushnik’s taken a junior
And someday when I own this whole shop
I’ll remember I owe it to you

[Spoken] Aw, Tuey. Who cares if I’ve been on the anemic side these past few weeks? So what if I’ve had a few dizzy spells? A little light-headedness? It’s been worth it, old pal. Look, I’m gonna go down to Schmendrick’s and get something to eat. I’ll see ya later.

[Audrey 2 growls]

Seymour: [Spoken] Oh boy. Here we go again. Tuey, I haven’t got much left – look, just let me heal a few more days, okay? Then we’ll start on the left hand again.

Audrey 2: [Spoken] Feed me!

Seymour: [Spoken] I beg your pardon?

Audrey 2: [Spoken] Feed me!

Seymour: [Spoken] Tuey! You talked! You opened up your – trap, your thing, you said–

Audrey 2: [Spoken] Feed me, Krelborn, feed me now!

Seymour: [Spoken] I can’t!

Audrey 2: [Spoken] I’m starvin’!

Seymour: [Spoken] Oh boy… Look, maybe I can squeeze a little out of this one, but–

Audrey 2: [Spoken] I need some food! [slurping] More, more!

Seymour: [Spoken] But there isn’t any more! Whaddya want me to do, slit my wrists?!

Audrey 2: [Spoken] Mmmmmm.

Seymour: [Spoken] Look. How ’bout I run down to the corner, and pick you up some nice chopped sirloin?

Audrey 2: [Spoken] Must be blood!

Seymour: [Spoken] Tuey, that’s disgusting.

Audrey 2: [Spoken] Must be fresh!

Seymour: [Spoken] I don’t wanna hear this!

Audrey 2: [Sung] Feed me!

Seymour: Does it have to be human?

Audrey 2: Feed me!

Seymour: Does it have to be mine?

Audrey 2: Feed me!

Seymour: Where am I supposed to get it?

Audrey 2: Feed me, Seymour
Feed me all night long

That’s right, boy!
You can do it

Feed me, Seymour
Feed me all night long [laugh]
‘Cause if you feed me Seymour
I can grow up big and strong

Seymour: [Spoken] You eat blood, Audrey 2. Let’s face it. How am I supposed to keep on feeding you? Kill people?

Audrey 2: [Spoken] I’ll make it worth your while.

Seymour: [Spoken] …What?

Audrey 2: [Spoken] You think this is all a coincidence, baby? Your sudden success around here? Your adoption papers?

Seymour: [Spoken] Look, you’re a plant! An inanimate object!

Audrey 2: [Spoken] Does this look inanimate to you, punk?! If I can talk, and I can move, who’s to say I can’t do anything I want?

Seymour: [Spoken] Like what?

Audrey 2: [Spoken] Like deliver, pal! Let’s see you get everything your secret greasy heart desires!

[Sung] Would you like a Cadillac car
Or a guest-shot on Jack Paar?
How about a date with Heady Lemarr?
You gonna get it

How’d ya like to be a big wheel?
Dinin’ out for every meal
I’m the plant that can make it all real
You’re gonna get it

I’m your genie
I’m your friend
I’m your willin’ slave
Take a chance, just feed me and
You know what kinda eats
The kinda red hot treats
The kinda sticky licky sweets I crave

Come on, Seymour
Don’t be a putz
Trust me and your life will surely
Rival King Tut’s
Show a little initiative, boy
Work up some guts
And you’ll get it

Seymour: [Sung] I don’t know, I don’t know
I have so, so many strong reservations
Should I go and perform mutilations?

Audrey 2: [Spoken] You didn’t have nothin’ till you met me. Come on, kid, what’ll it be? Money? Girls? One particular girl? How ’bout that Audrey? Think it over… There must be someone you can eighty-six, real quiet like, and get me some lunch!

[Sung] How’d ya like a room at the Ritz?
Wrapped in velvet, covered in glitz
A little nookie gonna clean up those zits
And you’ll get it

Seymour: [Sung] Gee I’d like a Harley machine
Toolin’ around like I was James Dean
Makin’ all the guys on the corner turn green

Audrey 2: So go get it!
Ooh, ooh

If you wanna be profound
If you really gotta justify
Take a breath and look around
A lot of folks deserve to die

Seymour: [Spoken] Wait a minute, wait a minute! That’s not a very nice thing to say!

Audrey 2: [Spoken] But it’s true, innit?

Seymour: [Spoken] No! I don’t know anyone who deserves to get chopped up and fed to a hungry plant.

Audrey 2: [Spoken] Mmmm, sure you do…

Orin: [Spoken] Stupid woman! Christ, what a freakin’ scatterbrain!

Audrey: [Spoken] I’m sorry, doctor! I’m sorry doctor!

Orin: [Spoken] Now get the hell in there and pick up your Goddamn sweater you dizzy cow!

Audrey: [Spoken] Yes doctor! Right away doctor!
Hi Seymour. I left my sweater here before.

Orin: [Spoken] Come on, move it you little slut!
How do you like that stupid dame? Forgets a freakin’ sweater. Christ, if your stupid head weren’t screwed on!

[Orin slaps Audrey]

Audrey: [Spoken] Orin, that hurt!

Orin: [Spoken] Move it!

Both: [Sung] If you want a rationale
It isn’t very hard to see, no, no, no
Stop and think it over pal
The guy sure looks like plant food to me
The guy sure looks like plant food to me
The guy sure looks like plant food to me

Seymour: He’s so nasty treatin’ her rough

Audrey 2: Smackin’ her around, and always talkin’ so tough

Seymour: You need blood and he’s got more than enough

Audrey 2: I need blood and he’s got more than enough

Both: I/You need blood and he’s got more than enough

Audrey 2: [Spoken] So go get it!

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“Linger” by the Cranberries

If you, if you could return
Don’t let it burn
Don’t let it fade
I’m sure I’m not being rude
But it’s just your attitude
It’s tearing me apart
It’s ruining every day
For me
I swore I would be true
And fellow, so did you
So why were you holding her hand?
Is that the way we stand?
Were you lying all the time?
Was it just a game to you?
But I’m in so deep
You know I’m such a fool for you
You’ve got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger?
Do you have to, do you have to, do have to let it linger?

Oh, I thought the world of you
I thought nothing could go wrong
But I was wrong, I was wrong
If you, if you could get by
Trying not to lie
Things wouldn’t be so confused
And I wouldn’t feel so used
But you always really knew
I just want to be with you
And I’m in so deep
You know I’m such a fool for you
You’ve got me wrapped around your finger
Do have to let it linger?
Do you have to, do you have to, do have to let it linger?

And I’m in so deep
You know I’m such a fool for you
You’ve got me wrapped around your finger
Do have to let it linger?
Do you have to, do you have to, do have to let it linger?

You know I’m such a fool for you
You’ve got me wrapped around your finger
Do have to let it linger?
Do you have to, do you have to, do have to let it linger?

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Auxiliary Topic: United States of America
“Alyssa Lies” by Jason Michael Carroll

My little girl met a new friend
Just the other day
On the playground at school
Between the tires and the swings

But she came home with tear-filled eyes
And she said to me, “Daddy, Alyssa lies.”

Well I just brushed it off at first
‘Cause I didn’t know how much my little girl had been hurt
Or the things she had seen
I wasn’t ready when I said, “You can tell me.”

And she said

Alyssa lies to the classroom
Alyssa lies everyday at school
Alyssa lies to the teachers
As she tries to cover every bruise

My little girl laid her head down that night to go to sleep
As I stepped out the room, I heard her say a prayer so soft and sweet
“God bless my mom and my dad
And my new friend, Alyssa
I know she needs you bad.”

Because Alyssa lies to the classroom
Alyssa lies everyday at school
Alyssa lies to the teachers
As she tries to cover every bruise

I had the worst night of sleep in years
As I tried to think of a way to calm her fears
I knew just what it was I had to do
But when we got to school on Monday, I heard the news

My little girl asked me why everybody looked so sad
The lump in my throat grew bigger
With every question that she asked
Until I felt the tears run down my face
And I told her that Alyssa wouldn’t be at school today

‘Cause she doesn’t lie in the classroom
She doesn’t lie anymore at school
Alyssa lies with Jesus
Because there’s nothin’ anyone would do

Tears filled my eyes when my little girl asked me why
Alyssa lies
Daddy, tell me why
Alyssa lies

 

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Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Base; Resistance; United States of America;
“What’s My Age Again?” by blink-182

I took her out, it was a Friday night
I wore cologne to get the feeling right
We started making out and she took off my pants
But then I turned on the TV

And that’s about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you’re twenty three
And I’m still more amused by TV shows
What the hell is A.D.D.?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again, what’s my age again?

Then later on, on the drive home
I called her mom from a pay phone
I said I was the cops
And your husband’s in jail
The state looks down on sodomy

And that’s about the time that bitch hung up on me
Nobody likes you when you’re twenty three
And I’m still more amused by prank phone calls
What the hell is call ID?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again, what’s my age again?

And that’s about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you’re twenty three
And you still act like you’re in freshman year
What the hell is wrong with me?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again, what’s my age again?

That’s about the time she broke up with me
No one should take themselves so seriously
With many years ahead to fall in line
Why would you wish that on me?
I never want to act my age
What’s my age again, what’s my age again?

What’s my age again?

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