“Alternative” Lyrics 112

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Resistance
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Vladimir Putin; Donald J. Trump’s Base; Robert Mueller
Tertiary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Ivana Zelníčková; Marla Maples; Melania Trump; Stephanie Gregory Clifford/Stormy Daniels; Dawn Vanguard/Alana Evans
“Look It Up” by Ashton Shepherd

The word is faithful, look it up
It don’t mean sneakin’ around
Behind my back like you ain’t gettin’ enough
How ’bout forever,
Just look it up
It means through thick and thin
And pitchin’ in even when the times get tough

The word is easy, look it up
And you’ll see a picture of that piece of trash
Ridin’ ’round in your pickup truck
Let’s try liar,
Just look it up
But you’ll need boots to wade through all the bull
You tell me when you come home drunk
It’s just like you to be so clueless
‘Cause you never thought I’d do this

I said go, goodbye, get lost, get out, get gone
The word is over
Look it up

You said you’re sober, look it up
It’s right next to hell is freezin’ over,
Flyin’ pigs, and all that stuff
And how bout baby, look it up
It’s what you call me and it’s how you act
Every time I call your bluff
It’s just like you to keep denyin’
Save your whinin’ and your cryin’

I said go, goodbye, get lost, get out, get gone
The word is over
Look it up

The word’s forgiveness, look it up
It’s what Jesus has in store for you
But I don’t no matter what
Quit your beggin’ and your prayin’
Can’t you hear what I’ve been sayin’?

I said go, goodbye, get lost, get out, get gone
The word is over
Look it up

Asshole

Just look it up, look it up

“Alternative” Lyrics 108

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Donald J. Trump’s Base
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Resistance
Tertiary Topic: Donald J. Trump: Donald J. Trump’s Lawyers; Robert Mueller
“The Flesh Failures (Let the Sunshine In)” from Hair

We starve-look
At one another
Short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
Of moving paper fantasy
Listening for the new told lies
With supreme visions of lonely tunes

Somewhere
Inside something there is a rush of
Greatness
Who knows what stands in front of
Our lives
I fashion my future on films in space
Silence
Tells me secretly
Everything
Everything

Manchester England England
Manchester England England
(Eyes look your last)
Across the Atlantic Sea
(Arms take your last embrace)
And I’m a genius genius
(And lips oh you the
Doors of breath)
I believe in God
(Seal with a righteous kiss)
And I believe that God believes in Claude
(Seal with a righteous kiss )
That’s me, that’s me, that’s me
(The rest is silence
The rest is silence
The rest is silence)

We starve-look
At one another
Short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
Of moving paper fantasy
Listening for the new told lies
With supreme visions of lonely tunes
Singing
Our space songs on a spider web sitar
Life is around you and in you
Answer for Timothy Leary, dearie

Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sun shine in…

“Alternative” Lyrics 92

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Politicians
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Vladimir Putin; Russia; Resistance; Robert Mueller
“You’re Gonna Go Far, Kid” by Offspring

[Verse 1]
Show me how to lie
You’re getting better all the time
And turning all against the one
Is an art that’s hard to teach

Another clever word
Sets off an unsuspecting herd
And as you step back into line
A mob jumps to their feet

[Pre-Chorus]
Now dance, fucker, dance
Man, he never had a chance
And no one even knew
It was really only you

And now you steal away
Take him out today
Nice work you did
You’re gonna go far, kid

[Chorus]
With a thousand lies and a good disguise
Hit ’em right between the eyes
Hit ’em right between the eyes
When you walk away, nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes
See ’em running for their lives

[Verse 2]
Slowly out of line
And drifting closer in your sight
So play it out, I’m wide-awake
It’s a scene about me

There’s something in your way
And now someone is gonna pay
And if you can’t get what you want
Well, it’s all because of me

[Pre-Chorus]
Now dance, fucker, dance
Man, I never had a chance
And no one even knew
It was really only you

And now you’ll lead the way
Show the light of day
Nice work you did
You’re gonna go far, kid

Trust deceived

[Chorus]
With a thousand lies and a good disguise
Hit ’em right between the eyes
Hit ’em right between the eyes
When you walk away, nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes
See ’em running for their lives

[Bridge]
Now dance, fucker, dance
He never had a chance
And no one even knew
It was really only you
So dance, fucker, dance
I never had a chance
It was really only you

[Chorus]
With a thousand lies and a good disguise
Hit ’em right between the eyes
Hit ’em right between the eyes
When you walk away, nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes
See ’em running for their lives

[Outro]
Clever alibis, Lord of the Flies
Hit ’em right between the eyes
Hit ’em right between the eyes
When you walk away
Nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes
See ’em running for their lives

“Alternative” Lyrics 83

Topic: Donald J. Trump; United States of America; All Other Countries;
Auxiliary Topic: Robert Mueller; United States of America
Tertiary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Vladimir Putin
“Belle” by Paige O’Hara, Richard White and Chorus from Beauty and the Beast

Little town, it’s a quiet village
Every day like the one before
Little town, full of little people
Waking up to say

Bonjour!
Bonjour!
Bonjour!
Bonjour!
Bonjour!

There goes the baker with his tray, like always
The same old bread and rolls to sell
Every morning just the same
Since the morning that we came
To this poor provincial town

(Dialog)

Look there she goes, that girl is strange, no question
Dazed and distracted, can’t you tell?

Never part of any crowd
‘Cause her head’s up on some cloud
No denying she’s a funny girl that Belle

Bonjour!
Good day!
How is your family?
Bonjour!
Good day!
How is your wife?
I need six eggs!
That’s too expensive!

There must be more than this provincial life

(Dialog)

Look there she goes, that girl is so peculiar
I wonder if she’s feeling well
With a dreamy, far-off look
And her nose stuck in a book
What a puzzle to the rest of us is Belle

Oh, isn’t this amazing?
It’s my favorite part because–you’ll see
Here’s where she meets Prince Charming
But she won’t discover that it’s him ’til chapter three!

Now it’s no wonder that her name means “beauty”
Her looks have got no parallel

But behind that fair façade
I’m afraid she’s rather odd
Very different from the rest of us

She’s nothing like the rest of us
Yes, different from the rest of us is Belle!

(Dialog)

Right from the moment when I met her, saw her
I said she’s gorgeous and I fell
Here in town there’s only she
Who is beautiful as me
So I’m making plans to woo and marry Belle

Look there he goes
Isn’t he dreamy?
Monsieur Gaston
Oh, he’s so cute!
Be still, my heart
I’m hardly breathing
He’s such a tall, dark, strong and handsome brute!

Bonjour
Pardon
Good day
Mais oui!
You call this bacon?
What lovely grapes!
Some cheese
Ten yards!
One pound
‘Scuse me!
I’ll get the knife
Please let me through!
This bread
Those fish
It’s stale!
They smell!
Madame’s mistaken

There must be more than this provincial life!

Just watch, I’m going to make Belle my wife!

Look there she goes, the girl is strange, but special
A most peculiar mademoiselle!

It’s a pity and a sin
She doesn’t quite fit in

‘Cause she really is a funny girl
A beauty but a funny girl
She really is a funny girl
That Belle!

Bonjour!
Bonjour!
Bonjour!
Bonjour!
Bonjour!
Bonjour!

“Alternative” Lyrics 74

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Resistance
Auxiliary Topic: Robert Mueller; Donald J. Trump; Resistance
“Union Strike Folk Song” by Yeardley Smith from The Simpsons

Come gather round, children,
It’s high time ye learned
‘Bout a hero named Homer
And a devil named Burns.
We’ll march ’till we drop
The girls and the fellas.
We’ll fight ’till the death
Or else fold like umbrellas.
So we’ll march day and night
By the big cooling tower.
They have the plant
But we have the power.

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