Tag: Republicans

“Alternative” Lyrics 214

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Trump Family; Donald J. Trump’s Campaign Team; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Former Members of Donald J. Trump’s Administration
“Master of the House” from Les Misérables

My band of soaks, my den of dissolutes
My dirty jokes, my always pissed as newts
My sons of whores (no, no, no, no not tonight) spend their lives in my inn,
Homing pigeons homing in
They fly through my doors,
And they crawl out on all fours

Welcome, Monsieur, sit yourself down
And meet the best innkeeper in town
As for the rest, all of ’em crooks:
Rooking their guests and cooking the books
Seldom do you see
Honest men like me
A gent of good intent
Who’s content to be

Master of the house, doling out the charm
Ready with a handshake and an open palm
Tells a saucy tale, makes a little stir
Customers appreciate a bon-viveur
Glad to do a friend a favor
Doesn’t cost me to be nice
But nothing gets you nothing
Everything has got a little price!

Master of the house, keeper of the zoo
Ready to relieve ’em of a sou or two
Watering the wine, making up the weight
Pickin’ up their knick-knacks when they can’t see straight
Everybody loves a landlord
Everybody’s bosom friend
I do whatever pleases
Jesus! Won’t I bleed ’em in the end!

Master of the house, quick to catch yer eye
Never was a passerby to pass him by
Servant to the poor, butler to the great
Comforter, philosopher, and lifelong mate!
Everybody’s boon companion
Everybody’s chaperone
But lock up your valises
Jesus! Won’t I skin you to the bone!

Food beyond compare. Food beyond belief
Mix it in a mincer and pretend it’s beef
Kidney of a horse, liver of a cat
Filling up the sausages with this and that
Residents are more than welcome
Bridal suite is occupied
Reasonable charges
Plus some little extras on the side!
(Oh Santa!)

Charge ’em for the lice, extra for the mice
Two percent for looking in the mirror twice (Hand it over!)
Here a little slice, there a little cut
Three percent for sleeping with the window shut
When it comes to fixing prices
There are a lot of tricks I knows
How it all increases, all them bits and pieces
Jesus! It’s amazing how it grows!

(Oh, sorry love
Must get something done about that)
I used to dream that I would meet a prince
But God Almighty, have you seen what’s happened since?

Master of the house? Isn’t worth my spit!
Comforter, philosopher and lifelong shit!
Cunning little brain, regular Voltaire
Thinks he’s quite a lover but there’s not much there
What a cruel trick of nature landed me with such a louse
God knows how I’ve lasted living with this bastard in the house!

Master of the house!
Master and a half!
Comforter, philosopher
Don’t make me laugh!
Servant to the poor, butler to the great
Hypocrite and toady and inebriate!

Everybody bless the landlord!
Everybody bless his spouse!

Everybody raise a glass
Raise it up the master’s arse
Everybody raise a glass to the Master of the House!

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“Alternative” Lyrics 213

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base;Donald J. Trump’s Policies
Auxiliary Topic: Immigrants
Tertiary Topic: Resistance
“They” by Jem

Who made up all the rules
We follow them like fools
Believe them to be true
Don’t care to think them through

And I’m sorry, so sorry
I’m sorry it’s like this
I’m sorry, so sorry
I’m sorry, we do this

And it’s ironic too
‘Coz what we tend to do
Is act on what they say
And then it is that way

And I’m sorry, so sorry
I’m sorry it’s like this
I’m sorry, so sorry
I’m sorry, we do this

Who are they?
And where are they?
And how can they possibly
Know all this?

Who are they?
And where are they?
And how can they possibly
Know all this?

Do you see what I see?
Why do we live like this?
Is it because it’s true
That ignorance is bliss?

Who are they?
And where are they?
And how do they
Know all this?

And I’m sorry, so sorry
I’m sorry it’s like this

Do you see what I see?
Why do we live like this?
Is it because it’s true
That ignorance is bliss?

And who are they?
And where are they?
And how can they
Know all this?

And I’m sorry, so sorry
I’m sorry we do this

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“Alternative” Lyrics 212

Topic: Republicans; Republican Party
“I Wanna Be A Producer” from The Producers

Unhappy, unhappy, very unhappy
Unhappy, unhappy
Very, very, very, very, very, very, very unhappy
Unhappy, unhappy
Very, very, very, very, very, very, very unhappy

I spend my life accounting
With figures and such, unhappy
To what is my life amounting?
It figures, not much, unhappy

I have a secret desire
Hiding deep in my soul
It sets my heart afire
To see me in this role

I wanna be a producer
With a hit show on Broadway
I wanna be a producer
Lunch at Sardi’s every day

I wanna be a producer
Sport a top hat and a cane
I wanna be a producer
And drive those chorus girls insane

I wanna be a producer
And sleep until half-past two
I wanna be a producer
And say, “You, you, you, not you”

I wanna be a producer
Wear a tux on opening nights
I wanna be a producer
And see my name, Leo Bloom, in lights

He wants to be a producer
Of a great big Broadway smash
He wants to be a producer
Every pocket stuffed with cash

He wants to be a producer
Pinch our cheeks ’til we cry ouch, eek, ooh, oh, ahh, yes
He wants to be a producer
With a great big casting couch

I wanna be, he wants to be
I wanna be, he wants to be
I wanna be the greatest, grandest
And most fabulous producer in the world

He wanna dine with the duchess and the duke
I just got to be a producer
Drink champagne until I puke
Drink champagne till he pukes

I wanna be a producer
Show the world just what I’ve got
I’m gonna put on shows that will enthrall ’em
Read my name in Winchell’s column

I wanna be a producer
‘Cause it’s everything I’m not

Unhappy, unhappy
I wanna be a producer
Very, very unhappy, unhappy
(Wait a minute, yeah minute, hold everything, hold everything)

Mr. Bialystock was right
There is a lot more to me than there is to me
Stop the world, I wanna get on

I’m gonna be a producer
He’s gonna be a producer
Look out Broadway ’cause here I come

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“Alternative” Lyrics 211

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Campaign Team; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Base
“We Can Do It” from The Producers

Don’t you see, Bloom, darling Bloom?
Glorious Bloom, it’s so simple
Step one, we find the worst play ever written
Step two, we hire the worst director in town
Step three, I raise two million dollars

Two? Yes, one for me, one for you
There’s a lot of little old ladies out there
Step four, we hire the worst actors in New York
And open on Broadway and before you can say, Step five
We close on Broadway, take our two million and go to Rio

Rio? Nah, that’d never work, oh, ye of little faith
What did Lewis say to Clark when everything looked bleak?
What did Sir Edmund say to Tenzing
As they struggled toward Everest’s peak?

What did Washington say to his troops
As they crossed the Delaware?
I’m sure you’re well aware, what’d they say?

We can do it, we can do it
We can do it, me and you
We can do it, we can do it
We can make our dreams come true

Everything you’ve ever wanted
Is just waiting to be had
Beautiful girls, wearing nothing but pearls
Caressing you, undressing you and driving you mad

We can do it, we can do it
This is not the time to shirk
We can do it, you won’t rue it
Say goodbye to petty clerk

Hi, Producer, yes, Producer
I mean you, sir, go beserk
We can do it, we can do it
And I know it’s gonna work

Whatta ye say, Bloom? What do I say?
Finally a chance to be a Broadway producer
What do I say?

Finally a chance to make my dreams come true, sir
What do I say, what do I say?
Here’s what I say to you, sir

I can’t do it, I can’t do it
I can’t do it, that’s not me
I’m a loser, I’m a coward
I’m a chicken, don’t you see?

When it comes to wooing women
There’s a few things that I lack
Beautiful girls, wearing nothing but pearls
Cashing me, embracing me, I’d have an attack

Why, you miserable, cowardly, wretched little caterpillar
Don’t you ever want to become a butterfly?
Don’t you want to spread your wings
And flap your way to glory?

We can do it, we can do it
We can grab that holy grail
We can do it, we can do it
Drink Champagne, not ginger ale
Come on, Leo, can’t you see oh

Mr. Bialystock, please stop the song
You’ve got me wrong, I’ll say, “So long”
I’m not as strong a person as you think
Mr. Bialystock, just take a look
I’m not a crook, I’m just a shnook
The bottom line is that I stink, I can’t do it

You see Rio, I see jail
We can do it, I can’t do it, we can do it
I cannot, cannot, cannot, cannot do it
‘Cause I know it’s gonna fail, we can do it
I know it cannot fail
(It’s gonna fail)

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“Alternative” Lyrics 209

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Donald J. Trump’s Base
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Wives; Mistresses; Porn Stars; Rape Victims
Tertiary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Vladimir Putin; Russia
Quaternary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Kim Jong Un; North Korea
Quinary Topic: Resistance
“The Book I’m Not Reading” by Patty Larkin

The book I’m not reading is riveting
The book I’m not reading keeps me up at night
The book I’m not reading is better than TV
Giving me insight
The book I’m not reading is history
The book I’m not reading is by some paperback writer
The book I’m not reading is a mystery
Who done it don’t matter

Oh I need someone to read me stories
Oh someone to turn the page
Oh the endless quest for love and glory
Oh does not fade away with age

The book I’m not reading is ancient tome
The book I’m not reading was born yesterday
The book I’m not reading keeps me off the phone
With nothing to say
The book I’m not reading is the self-help kind
The book I’m not reading has a life jacket enclosed
The book I’m not reading is a friend of mine
God knows we need those

Oh I need someone to read me stories
Oh someone to turn the page
Oh the endless quest for love and glory
Oh does not fade away with age

The book I’m not reading’s on the internet
The book I’m not reading is a brand new movie
The book I’m not reading isn’t out yet
And it’s all new to me
The book I’m not reading isn’t written down
The book I’m not reading is an English translation
The book I’m not reading should be read aloud
And I’m getting impatient

Oh I need someone to read me stories
Oh someone to turn the page
Oh the endless quest for love and glory
Oh does not fade away with age

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