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Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Wives; Mistresses; Porn Stars; Rape Victims
“Cleopatra, Queen of Denial” by Pam Tillis

Well I said he had a lot of potential
He was only misunderstood
You know he really didn’t mean to treat me so bad
You know he wanted to be good
And I swore one day I would tame him
Even though he loved to run hog wild
Just call me Cleopatra everybody
‘Cause I’m the Queen of Denial

Well now I knew he didn’t have any money
Yeah that’s why he couldn’t buy me a ring
Oh and just because he bought himself a brand new pick-up truck
Really didn’t prove anything
Yeah he never had to say he loved me
I could see it every time he smiled
Just call me Cleopatra everybody
‘Cause I’m the Queen of Denial

Oh Queen of Denial
Buyin’ all his alibis
Queen of Denial
Floatin’ down a river of lies

Well I’m not gonna jump to conclusions
Or throw away this perfect romance
Oh even though I caught him dancin’ last night
With a girl in leapord skin pants
Yeah, he’s probably stuck in traffic
And he’ll be here in a little while
Just call me Cleopatra everybody
‘Cause I’m the Queen of Denial

Oh Queen of Denial
Buyin’ all his alibis
Queen of Denial
Floatin’ down a river of lies

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Topic: Donald J. Trump
Auxiliary Topic: Republicans; Republican Party
Tertiary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Wives; Mistresses; Porn Stars; Rape Victims
“What I Got” by Sublime

Early in the morning, risin’ to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money’s all gone

I got a dalmatian, and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot

Well, life is too short, so love the one you got
‘Cause you might get run over or you might get shot
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Never start static I just get it off my chest
Take a small example, take a tip from me
Take all of your money, give it all to charity

Love is what I got
Within my reach
And the Sublime style’s still straight from Long Beach
It all comes back to you, you’ll finally get what you deserve
Try and test that you’re bound to get served

Love’s what I got
Don’t start a riot
You’ll feel it when the dance gets hot

Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that

(That’s) why I don’t cry when my dog runs away
I don’t get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don’t get angry when my Mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock
Fuckin’ and fightin’, it’s all the same
Livin’ with Louie dog’s the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin’, let the lovin’ come back to me

Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that

Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that

Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that

Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I got I got I, got I, got

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Topic: Donald J. Trump; Vladimir Putin; Russia
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Wives; Mistresses; Porn Stars; Rape Victims
Tertiary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base
“Witch Doctor” by David Seville

I told the witch doctor I was in love with you
I told the witch doctor I was in love with you
And then the witch doctor he told me what to do

He said that

Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang

I told the witch doctor you didn’t love me true
I told the witch doctor you didn’t love me nice
And then the witch doctor he game me this advice

He said that
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang

You’ve been keeping love from me just like you were a miser
And I’ll admit I wasn’t very smart
So I went out and found myself a guy that’s so much wiser
And he taught me the way to win your heart

My friend the witch doctor he taught me what to say
My friend the witch doctor he taught me what to do
I know that you’ll be mine when I say this to you

Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang

You’ve been keeping love from me just like you were a miser
And I’ll admit I wasn’t very smart
So I went out and found myself a guy that’s so much wiser
And he taught me the way to win your heart

My friend the witch doctor he taught me what to say
My friend the witch doctor he taught me what to do
I know that you’ll be mine when I say this to you

Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang.
Come on, oo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang

Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang

https://youtu.be/lnslb47YJcU

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Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Base; Republicans; Republican Party
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Wives; Mistresses; Porn Stars; Rape Victims
“Walkaway Joe” by Trisha Yearwood

Mama told her baby girl take it real slow
Girl told her momma hey I really gotta go
He’s waiting in the car
Mama said girl you won’t get far

Thus are the dreams of an average Jane
Ninety miles an hour down a lovers lane
On a tank of dreams
Oh if she could’ve only seen
That fate’s got cards that it don’t want to show, and

That boy’s just a walkaway Joe
Born to be a leaver tell you from the word go
Destined to deceive her
He’s the wrong kind of paradise
She’s gonna know it in a matter of time
That boy’s just a walkaway Joe

Now just a little while into Abilene
He pulls into a station and he robs it clean
She’s waiting in the car, oh, underneath the Texaco star
She only wanted love didn’t bargain for this
She can’t help but love him for the way he his
She’s only seventeen and there ain’t no reasoning
So she’ll ride this ride as far as it can go, ’cause

That boy’s just a walkaway Joe
Born to be a leaver tell you from the word go
Destined to deceive her
He’s the wrong kind of paradise
She’s gonna know it in a matter of time
That boy’s just a walkaway Joe

Somewhere in a roadside motel room
Alone in the silence she wakes up too soon
And reaches for his arms
But she’ll just keep reaching on
For the cold hard truth revealed what it had known

That boy’s just a walk away Joe
Born to be a leaver tell you from the word go
Destined to deceive her
He’s the wrong kind of paradise
But it was just another lesson in life
That boy was a walkaway Joe

Mmm yeah,
All he was was a walkaway Joe
Oh,
(Walkaway Joe)
He was a walkaway Joe
Mmm

https://youtu.be/RCdCuduv0H0

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Topic: Resistance
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base
Tertiary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Wives; Mistresses; Porn Stars; Rape Victims
“Grandpa (Tell Me ’bout the Good Old Days)” by the Judds

Grandpa, tell me ’bout the good old days
Sometimes it feels like
This world’s gone crazy
Grandpa, take me back to yesterday
When the line between right and wrong
Didn’t seem so hazy

Did lovers really fall in love to stay
And stand beside each other, come what may?
Was a promise really something people kept
Not just something they would say?
Did families really bow their heads to pray?
Did daddies really never go away?
Oh, Grandpa, tell me ’bout the good old days

Grandpa, everything is changing fast
We call it progress
But I just don’t know
And Grandpa, let’s wander back into the past
And paint me the picture
Of long ago

Did lovers really fall in love to stay
And stand beside each other come what may?
Was a promise really something people kept
Not just something they would say and then forget?
Did families really bow their heads to pray?
Did daddies really never go away?
Oh, Grandpa, tell me ’bout the good old days
Oh, Grandpa, tell me ’bout the good old days

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