“Alternative” Lyrics 575

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Base
Auxiliary Topic: Resistance
“Be Prepared” by Jeremy Irons from The Lion King

I know that your powers of retention
Are as wet as a warthog’s backside
But thick as you are, pay attention!
My words are a matter of pride

It’s clear from your vacant expressions
The lights are not all on upstairs
But we’re talking kings and successions
Even you can’t be caught unawares!

So, prepare for the chance of a lifetime
Be prepared for sensational news
A shining, new era
Is tiptoeing nearer
And where do we feature?
Just listen to teacher

I know it sounds sordid
But you’ll be rewarded
When at last, I am given my dues
And injustice deliciously squared
Be prepared!

[Yeah, be prepared! We’ll be prepared! For what?]

[For the death of the king!]

[Why? Is he sick?]

[No, fool, we’re gonna kill him. And Simba, too.]

[Great idea! Who needs a king?
No king! No king! La-la-la-la-la-la!]

[Idiots! There will be a king!]

[Hey, but you said, uh…]

[I will be king! Stick with me, and you’ll never go hungry again!]

[Yay! All right! Long live the king!
Long live the king! Long live the king!]

(King, king, king, king, king, king!)

It’s great that we’ll soon be connected
With a king who’ll be all time adored
Of course, quid pro quo, you’re expected
To take certain duties on board

The future is littered with prizes
And though I’m the main addressee
The point that I must emphasize is
You won’t get a sniff without me!

So prepare for the coup of the century
Be prepared for the murkiest scam
(Ooh… la, la, la!)
Meticulous planning
(We’ll have food!)
Tenacity spanning
(Lots of food!)
Decades of denial
(We repeat!)
Is simply why I’ll
(Endless meat!)

Be king, undisputed
Respected, saluted
And seen for the wonder I am!
Yes, my teeth and ambitions are bared
Be prepared!

Yes, our teeth and ambitions are bared
Be prepared!

[I never thought hyenas essential
They’re crude and unspeakably plain
But maybe they’ve a glimmer of potential
If allied to my vision and brain…]

I know that your powers of retention
Are as wet as a warthog’s backside
But thick as you are, pay attention!
My words are a matter of pride

It’s clear from your vacant expressions
The lights are not all on upstairs
But we’re talking kings and successions
Even you can’t be caught unawares!

So, prepare for the chance of a lifetime
Be prepared for sensational news
A shining, new era
Is tiptoeing nearer
And where do we feature?
Just listen to teacher

I know it sounds sordid
But you’ll be rewarded
When at last, I am given my dues
And injustice deliciously squared
Be prepared!

[Yeah, be prepared! We’ll be prepared! For what?]

[For the death of the king!]

[Why? Is he sick?]

[No, fool, we’re gonna kill him. And Simba, too.]

[Great idea! Who needs a king?
No king! No king! La-la-la-la-la-la!]

[Idiots! There will be a king!]

[Hey, but you said, uh…]

[I will be king! Stick with me, and you’ll never go hungry again!]

[Yay! All right! Long live the king!
Long live the king! Long live the king!]

(King, king, king, king, king, king!)

It’s great that we’ll soon be connected
With a king who’ll be all time adored
Of course, quid pro quo, you’re expected
To take certain duties on board

The future is littered with prizes
And though I’m the main addressee
The point that I must emphasize is
You won’t get a sniff without me!

So prepare for the coup of the century
Be prepared for the murkiest scam
(Ooh… la, la, la!)
Meticulous planning
(We’ll have food!)
Tenacity spanning
(Lots of food!)
Decades of denial
(We repeat!)
Is simply why I’ll
(Endless meat!)

Be king, undisputed
Respected, saluted
And seen for the wonder I am!
Yes, my teeth and ambitions are bared
Be prepared!

Yes, our teeth and ambitions are bared
Be prepared!

[Mufasa has always shown too much restraint when it comes to hunting. When I’m king, the mighty will be free to take whatever they want, because a hyena’s belly is never full.]

[Mufasa’s far too powerful to challenge…]

Mufasa is yesterday’s message
A clapped-out, distracted regime
Whose failings undoubtedly presage
The need for a different dream

Yes leonine times are a-changing
Which means that hyenas must too
My vision is clear and wide-ranging
And even encompasses you.

So prepare for the coup of the century
Prepare for the murkiest scam
Meticulous planning
Tenacity spanning
Decades of denial
Is simply why I’ll

Be king undisputed
Respected, saluted
And seen for the wonder I am
Yes, my teeth and ambitions are bared
Be prepared!

(Be prepared, be prepared, be prepared, be prepared)
Be prepared, be prepared
(Be prepared, be prepared, be prepared, be prepared)
Be prepared
(Be prepared, be prepared, be prepared, be prepared)
Be prepared
(Be prepared, be prepared, be prepared, be prepared)

Yes, our teeth and ambitions are bared
Be prepared!

“Alternative” Lyrics 568

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base
“Ain’t No Rest for the Wicked” by Cage the Elephant

I was walking down the street when out the corner of my eye
I saw a pretty little thing approaching me
She said “I never seen a man, who looks so all alone
Could you use a little company?
If you pay the right price, your evening will be nice
Or you can go and send me on my way”
I said “you’re such a sweet young thing
Why you do this to yourself?”
She looked at me and this is what she said

“Oh, there ain’t no rest for the wicked
Money don’t grow on trees
I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed
Ain’t nothing in this world for free
I know I can’t slow down
I can’t hold back though you know I wish I could
No, there ain’t no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good”

Not even fifteen minutes later, after walking down the street
When I saw the shadow of a man creep out of sight
And then he swept up from behind, he put a gun up to my head
He made it clear he wasn’t looking for a fight
He said “give me all you’ve got
I want your money, not your life
But if you try to make a move I won’t think twice”
I told him “you can have my cash
But first you know I’ve got to ask
What made you want to live this kind of life?”

He said “there ain’t no rest for the wicked
Money don’t grow on trees
I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed
Ain’t nothing in this world for free
I know I can’t slow down
I can’t hold back though you know I wish I could
Oh no, there ain’t no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good”

Well, now a couple hours past and I was sitting at my house
The day was winding down and coming to an end
So I turned on the TV
And flipped it over to the news
And what I saw I almost couldn’t comprehend
I saw a preacher man in cuffs, hr taking money from the church
He stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills
But even still I can’t say much because I know were all the same
Oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills

You know there ain’t no rest for the wicked
Money don’t grow on trees
We got bills to pay, we got mouths to feed
Ain’t nothing in this world for free
I know, we can’t slow down
We can’t hold back though you know we wish we could
You know there ain’t no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good

“Alternative” Lyrics 567

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base
“Redneck Yacht Club” by Craig Morgan

I’m meetin’ my buddies out on the lake
We’re headed out to a special place
We love
That just a few folks know
There’s no signin’ up
no monthly dues
Take your Johnson
Your Mercury
Or your Evinrude
And fire it up
Meet us out at party cove

Come on in the waters fine
Just idle on over
And toss us a line

Basstrackers, Bayliners and a party barge
Strung together like a floatin’ trailer park
Anchored out and gettin’ loud all summer long
Side by side there’s five houseboat front porches
Astroturf, lawn chairs and tiki torches
Regular joes, rockin’ the boat that’s us
The Redneck Yacht Club

Bermuda’s, flip-flops and a tank top tan
He popped his first top at 10 a.m.,
That’s Bob
He’s our president
We’re checkin’ out the girls on the upper deck
Rubbin’ in the 15 S-P-F
Its hot
Everybody’s jumpin’ in

Later on when the sun goes down
We’ll pull out the jar and that old guitar
And pass ’em around

Basstrackers, Bayliners and a party barge
Strung together like a floatin’ trailer park
Anchored out and gettin’ loud all summer long
Side by side there’s five houseboat front porches
Astroturf, lawn chairs and tiki torches
Regular joes, rockin’ the boat that’s us
The Redneck Yacht Club

When the party’s over and we’re all alone
We’ll be makin’ waves in a no wake zone

Basstrackers, Bayliners and a party barge,
Strung together like a floatin’ trailer park
Anchored out and gettin’ loud all summer long
Side by side there’s five houseboat front porches
Astroturf, lawn chairs and tiki torches
Regular joes, rockin’ the boat that’s us
The Redneck Yacht Club

Redneck Yacht Club

Redneck Yacht Club

“Alternative” Lyrics 566

Topic: Donald J. Trump
Auxiliary Topic: Republicans; Republican Party
Tertiary Topic: Donald J. Trump’s Base
“Face Down in the Gutter” by XYZ

One, two
Oh, yeah

Well, it’s 2 am, I’ve got a heartache to go
I’ve been waiting too long for my baby to show
I’ve got 2.5 off a bottle or two
And damn if I know what a man’s got to do

So look if you want me tonight
I’ll be at the dreamers’ lounge

Face down in the gutter
Where my heart is numb
I’m face down in the gutter
Where the pain is gone
Oh, take it, ow

I can’t get up and the concrete is cold, oh, yeah
But the lead in my veins is turning to gold
I’ve got JD eyes so I don’t need to see
To know I have landed where I wanted to be

So look if you want me tonight
I’ll be at the dreamers’ lounge

Face down in the gutter
Where my heart is numb
Face down in the gutter
Where the pain, p-p-p-pain is gone
So long, whoo

Ow!
Ow-ow-ow

I’m face down in the gutter
Where my heart is numb
Face down in the gutter
Where the pain, p-p-p-pain is gone

Face down in the gutter, ah
Face down in the gutter, yeah, whoo
Ah
Face down in the fucking gutter
Ooh, yeah, yeah, whoa
Leave me alone

https://youtu.be/iBRUpxqu67I

“Alternative” Lyrics 565

Topic: Donald J. Trump
Auxiliary Topic: Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base
“Bang Your Head (Metal Health)” by Quiet Riot

Well, I’m an axe grinder
Piledriver
Mama says that I never, never mind her
Got no brains
I’m insane
The teacher says that I’m one big pain
I’m like a laser
Six-string razor
I got a mouth like an alligator
I want it louder
More power
I’m gonna rock it till it strikes the hour

Bang your head
Metal health will drive you mad
Bang your head
Metal health will drive you mad, all right

Well, I’m frustrated
Outdated
I really want to be overrated
I’m a finder
And I’m a keeper
I’m not a loser and I ain’t no weeper
I got the boys
To make the noise
Won’t ever let up, hope it annoys you
Join the pack
Fill the crack
Well, now you’re here, there’s no way back

Bang your head
Metal health will drive you mad
Bang your head
Metal health will drive you mad

Metal health will cure your crazy
Metal health will cure your mad
Metal health is what we all need
It’s like a heart attack

Bang your head
Wake the dead
We’re all metal mad
It’s all you have
So bang your head
And raise the dead, oh yeah
Metal health
It drives you mad, mad, mad, mad

Bang your head
Metal health will drive you mad
Bang your head
Metal health will drive you mad

Oh, get your straightjackets on tonight, oh
The bad boys are gonna set you right
Oh rock ya, rock ya, rock ya

Bang your head
Metal health will drive you mad
Bang your head