Topic: Donald J. Trump
“I’m a Little Teapot” by Various
I’m a little teapot
Short and stout
Here is my handle
(one hand on hip)
Here is my spout
(other arm out straight)
When I get all steamed up
Hear me shout
“Tip me over
and pour me out!”
(lean over toward spout)
I’m a clever teapot,
Yes it’s true
Here let me show you
What I can do
I can change my handle
And my spout
(switch arm positions)
Just tip me over and pour me out!
(lean over toward spout)
I’m a little teapot
Short and stout
Here is my handle
(one hand on hip)
Here is my spout
(other arm out straight)
When I get all steamed up
Hear me shout
“Tip me over
and pour me out!”
(lean over toward spout)
Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base; Robert Mueller; Resistance
“Outside” by Staind
And you
Can bring me to my knees
Again
All the times
That I could beg you please
In vain
All the times
That I felt insecure
For you
And I leave
My burdens at the door
But I’m on the outside
I’m looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
‘Cause inside you’re ugly
You’re ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you
All the times
That I felt like this won’t end
It’s for you
And I taste
What I could never have
It was from you
All those times
That I cry my intentions
Full of pride
But I waste
More time than anyone
But I’m on the outside
I’m looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
‘Cause inside you’re ugly
You’re ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you
All the times
That I’ve cried
All that’s wasted
It’s all inside
And I feel all this pain
Stuffed it down
It’s back again
And I lie
Here in bed
All alone
I can’t mend
But I feel
Tomorrow will be okay
But I’m on the outside
I’m looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
‘Cause inside you’re ugly
You’re ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you
Topic: Donald J. Trump; Mistresses; Porn Stars; Rape Victims
“One” from A Chorus Line
(men) One!
Singular sensation
Every little step he takes
One!
Thrilling combination
Every move that he makes
One smile and suddenly nobody else, will, do
You know you’ll never be lonely with
You know who
One!
Moment in his presence
And you can’t forget the rest
For the guy is second-best
To none, son
Ooh! Sigh!
Give him your attention
Do, I
Really have to mention
He’s the one
She walks into a room, and you know
(women) She’s uncommonly rare, very unique
Peripatetic, poetic and chic
(all) She walks into a room, and you know from her
Maddening poise, effortless whirl
She’s the special girl
Strolling
Can’t, help, all of her qualities extoling
Loaded with charisma is my
Jauntily sauntering, ambling shambler
She walks into a room and you know you must
Shuffle along, join the parade
She’s the quintessence of making the grade
This is whatcha’ call trav-ling
Oh, strut your stuff!
Can’t get enough of her
Love her
I’m a son of a gun, she is one of a kind
(overlapping, men in parentheses)
(One!) She walks into a room (Singular sensation) and you know she’s un-
(Every little step she takes) commonly rare, very unique
Peripatetic, poetic and chic (One!)
She walks into a room (Thrilling combination) and you know from her
(Every move that she makes) Maddening poise, effortless whirl
She’s a special girl
Strolling (One smile and suddenly nobody else)
Can’t (will) help (do) all of her qualities
(You know you’ll never be lonely with) extoling
Loaded with charisma (You know who) is my
Auntily sauntering, ambling shambler (One!)
She walks into a room (Moment in her presence) and you know
(And you can’t forget the rest) Shuffle along, join the parade
She’s the quintessence of making the grade
(For the girl is second-best) This is whatcha’ call (to none) trav-ling
Oh strut your stuff! (Son) Can’t get enough
(Ooh!) Of (Sigh!) her (Give her your attention)
(Do) Of (I) her (Really have to mention)
(She’s) I’m a son of a gun, (the) she is one of a
(One!) Kind
One!
Thrilling combination
Every move that he makes
One smile and suddenly nobody else, will, do
You know you’ll never be lonely with
You know who
One!
Moment in (his) her presence
And you can’t forget the rest
For the (guy) girl is second-best
To none, son
Ooh! Sigh!
Give (him) her your attention
Do, I
Really have to mention
(He’s) She’s the one
Topic: Donald J. Trump; Trump Family; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Republicans; Republican Party; Politicians
“The World Owes Me a Living” by Anne Lloyd & the Sandpipers from The Grasshopper and the Ants
There once was an old grasshopper
Who could only think of fun
He looked on work as something too
Unpleasant to be done
He loved to sit in the summer sun
And fiddle all day long
While dozing there he played this air
And singed this little song
Oh the world owes me a living
Deedle dardle doodle deedle dum
Oh the world owes me a living
Deedle dardle doodle deedle dum
If I worked hard all day I might
Sleep better when in bed at night
I sleep all day so that’s alright
Deedle dardle doodle deedle dum
The north wind blew the leaves away
When winter came one stormy day
The snow fell fast upon the ground
No food nor shelter could be found
This old grasshopper sad and meek
Could hardly hop for he was weak
He slipped, He fell
Poor Chap, Farewell
Some ants safe in their hilly home
Looked out and saw him freezing
They brought him in and doctored him
He weakly started sneezing
They soaked his feet in mustard sauce
He grew better soon
Now every day they hear him play
And sing this little tune
Oh I owe the world a living
Deedle dardle doodle deedle dum
Oh I owe the world a living
Deedle dardle doodle deedle dum
I got a bad cold in my head
You ants were right the time you said
You’ve got to work if you collect
Deedle dardle doodle deedle
Deedle dardle doodle deedle
Deedle dardle doodle deedle dum
Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Spies; Republicans; Republican Party; Oliver North; NRA; Iran; Qatar; Saudi Arabia; Fox News
“Ollie North” by Seth MacFarlane from American Dad
Stan: In the 80s there was Cold War drama.
We fought the Commies inside Nicaragua.
Our friends were the Contras. Freedom was their mantra.
So we sent them lots of money for guns and landmines.
But Congress stopped the Contra money flow
Just ’cause they moved a teeny bit of blow.
But then a hero came forth.
His name was Oliver North.
He and Reagan went around the sissy Congress.
OLLIE NORTH! OLLIE NORTH!
Stan (speaking): You see, North secretly sold missiles to a harmless country called Iran who would always be a grateful ally. Then he gave the profits to the Contras. Genius!
Stan: But the sales were uncovered by the press.
Contras: Awwww.
Press: He he.
Stan: Reagan and North began to stress.
Reagan: Well…
North: Nyaay!
Stan: ‘Cause what they did was technically high treason! (But it was totally justified.)
Stan: North volunteered to take the blame,
to save Reagan from prison rape shame.
The truth he did bury with his hot secretary.
Thanks to her shredder, he got off totally scot-free!
OLLIE NORTH! OLLIE NORTH!
He’s a soldier!
And a hero!
And a novelist!
And now he’s on Fox News!
Dark Side of Brian 