Tag: Donald J. Trump’s Base

“Alternative” Lyrics 98

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Donald J. Trump’s Base
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; United States of America
“I Don’t” by Mariah Carey feat. YG

Ladies & Gentlemen!

I know you love me
You just don’t trust me
You don’t understand me
But you love it when I call you Ms. Carey
I know you love me
You just don’t trust me
You need to understand me
But you love it when I call you Ms. Carey, yeah

Somewhere in another life
We stole a moment in time
Gave you everything that you needed
I was even down to repeat it
Said you would always be mine
Feeding me nothing but lies
I was so gone, I admit it
Had me messed up for a minute

But I’m tired of cryin’, no more tears
Pity party of the year
Cold at night ’cause you’re not here
Leaving you was my worst fear
I was caught up, I was blind
You kept playin’ with my mind
Told you I’m finished, gassed up the whip and
Rear view, bye

‘Cause when you love someone
You just don’t treat them bad
You messed up all we had
Probably think I’m coming back
But I don’t, I don’t
‘Cause, boy, I was buggin’
Thinkin’ somehow I could trust you
See, I used to love you
But I don’t, I don’t
‘Cause, boy, I was buggin’
Thinkin’ somehow I could trust you
But you don’t mean nothing
‘Cause I don’t, I don’t

I tried to make it work
No matter how much it hurt
You had to make it all about you
Tell me why you go and do me like you do?
I went from me and you
To walking right out on you
I know you want love, in your feelings
Frontin’ on me like your love was the realest

And I’m tired of cryin’, no more tears
Pity party of the year
Cold at night ’cause you’re not here
Leaving you was my worst fear
I was caught up, I was blind
You kept playin’ with my mind
Told you I’m finished, gassed up the whip and
Rear view, bye

‘Cause when you love someone
You just don’t treat them bad
You messed up all we had
Probably think I’m coming back
But I don’t, I don’t
‘Cause boy I was buggin’
Thinkin’ somehow I could trust you
See, I used to love you
But I don’t, I don’t
‘Cause boy I was buggin’
Thinkin’ somehow I could trust you
But you don’t mean nothing
‘Cause I don’t, I don’t

I know you love me
You just don’t trust me
You don’t understand me
But you love it when I call you Ms. Carey
I know you love me
You just don’t trust me
You need to understand me
But you love it when I call you Ms. Carey, yeah

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, I just got you a ring, for what?
I put you in the game, now it’s game over
Every time you went to the Louis store you got chauffeured
Hold up, how you gon’ leave that?
Hold up, give me my ring back
Never mind, you can keep that
‘Cause every time you look at your ring, me, you gon’ dream that

I know you love me
You just don’t trust me
You don’t understand me
But you love it when I call you Ms. Carey
I know you love me
You just don’t trust me
You need to understand me
But you love it when I call you Ms. Carey, yeah

‘Cause when you love someone
You just don’t treat them bad
You messed up all we had
Probably think I’m coming back
But I don’t, I don’t
‘Cause boy I was buggin’
Thinkin’ somehow I could trust you
See, I used to love you
But I don’t, I don’t
‘Cause boy I was buggin’
Thinkin’ somehow I could trust you
But you don’t mean nothing
‘Cause I don’t, I don’t

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“Alternative” Lyrics 97

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Vladimir Putin; Russia; Donald J. Trump’s Base: United States of America
Auxiliary Topic: Republicans; Vladimir Putin; Russia; Donald J. Trump’s Base: United States of America
“Brokenheartsville” by Joe Nichols

He wore that cowboy hat to cover up his horns
Sweet talking forked tongue had a temptin’ charm
Before I turned around that girl was gone
All I can say is bartender pour me something strong

Here’s to the past they can kiss my glass
I hope she’s happy with him
Here’s to the girl who wrecked my world
That angel who did me in
I think the devil drives a Coup DeVille
I watched them drive away over the hill
Not against her will, I’ve got time to kill
Down in Brokenheartsville

It was long and chrome sittin’ in the lot
Fire engine red that thing was hot
He revved it up she waved goodbye
Love’s gone to Hell and so have I

Here’s to the past they can kiss my glass
I hope she’s happy with him
Here’s to the girl who wrecked my world
That angel who did me in
I think the devil drives a Coup DeVille
I watched them drive away over the hill
Not against her will, I’ve got time to kill
Down in Brokenheartsville

Here’s to the past they can kiss my glass
I hope she’s happy with him
Here’s to the girl who wrecked my world
That angel who did me in
I think the devil drives a Coup DeVille
I watched them drive away over the hill
Not against her will, I’ve got time to kill
Down in Brokenheartsville

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“Alternative” Lyrics 88

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republican Party; Vladimir Putin
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Donald J. Trump’s Base
“16 Tons” by Tennessee Ernie Ford

Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man’s made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that’s a weak and a back that’s strong

You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don’t you call me ’cause I can’t go
I owe my soul to the company store

I was born one mornin’ when the sun didn’t shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said well, a bless my soul

You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don’t you call me ’cause I can’t go
I owe my soul to the company store

I was born one mornin’, it was drizzlin’ rain
Fightin’ and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake by an ol’ mama lion
Can’t no a high toned woman make me walk the line

You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don’t you call me ’cause I can’t go
I owe my soul to the company store

If you see me comin’, better step aside
A lotta men didn’t, a lotta men died
I’ve got one fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don’t a get you
Then the left one will

You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don’t you call me ’cause I can’t go
I owe my soul to the company store

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“Alternative” Lyrics 82

Topic: Donald J. Trump: Republican Party: Donald J. Trump’s Base
“Torn” by Natalie Imbruglia

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm – he came around like
He was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldn’t be that man I adored
You don’t seem to know – don’t seem to care
What your heart is for
No I don’t know him anymore

There’s nothin’ where we used to lie
Conversation has run dry
That’s what’s going on
Nothing’s fine

I’m torn
I’m all out of faith
This is how I feel
I’m cold and I am chained
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I’m cold and I am shamed and bound
And broken on the floor
And I can see the perfect sky is torn
You’re a little late
I’m already torn

So I guess the fortune teller’s right
I should have seen just what was there
And not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins
And now I don’t care
I have no luck
I don’t miss it all that much
There’s just so many things
That I can’t touch

There’s nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That’s what is goin’ on
Nothin’s right

I’m torn
I’m all out of faith
This is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I’m wide awake
And I can see the perfect sky is torn
You’re a little late
I’m already torn

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“Alternative” Lyrics 81

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base
“Poor Unfortunate Souls” by Pat Carroll from The Little Mermaid

I admit that in the past I’ve been a nasty
They weren’t kidding when they called me, well, a witch
But you’ll find that nowadays
I’ve mended all my ways
Repented, seen the light, and made a switch

To this
And I fortunately know a little magic
It’s a talent that I always have possessed
And here lately, please don’t laugh
I use it on behalf
Of the miserable, lonely, and depressed (Pathetic)

Poor unfortunate souls
In pain, in need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them?
Yes, indeed

Those poor unfortunate souls
So sad, so true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, “Spells, Ursula, please!”
And I help them
Yes I do

Now it’s happened once or twice
Someone couldn’t pay the price
And I’m afraid I had to rake ’em ‘cross the coals
Yes I’ve had the odd complaint
But on the whole I’ve been a saint
To those poor unfortunate souls

(Dialog)

You’ll have your looks, your pretty face
And don’t underestimate the importance of body language, ha!

The men up there don’t like a lot of blabber
They think a girl who gossips is a bore
Yes on land it’s much preferred for ladies not to say a word
And after all dear, what is idle prattle for?
Come on!

They’re not all that impressed with conversation
True gentlemen avoid it when they can
But they dote and swoon and fawn
On a lady who’s withdrawn
It’s she who holds her tongue who gets a man

Come on!
You poor unfortunate soul
Go ahead
Make your choice
I’m a very busy woman and I haven’t got all day
It won’t cost much
Just your voice!

You poor unfortunate soul
It’s sad but true
If you want to cross the bridge, my sweet
You’ve got the pay the toll
Take a gulp and take a breath
And go ahead and sign the scroll

Flotsam, Jetsam, now I’ve got her, boys
The boss is on a roll
This poor unfortunate soul

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