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[Re-Write of Stairway to Heaven by LED ZEPPELIN] There's a POTUS who's sure all that glitters be sold And he's buying his family a nation. Once he gets it he knows that no tax be imposed With a Tweet he just claims what he paid for. Ooh, ooh, and he's buying his family a nation. Of past lies he'll foresware of such words not a care 'Cause his turn of a phrase holds no meaning. Quick to Wall Street he goes, as if Koch's up his nose, For it's there he abides for receiving. Ooh, is he a wonder? Ooh, or did we blunder? There in sadness begets, when it's millions he gets, And our spirits are broken and grieving. In my thoughts I have seen burning Hope, Democracy, And hear the voices of those who are paying. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, are we really going under? And it's shouted that soon, only Rich call the tune, Citizen's United has made it their season. And a new day has dawned for this One Percent Throng, And The Donald will Twitter their chatter. If you weren't born with a hedge-fund, be alarmed now, You are their gift for the taking. I pray there may be two paths we may go down, but in the long run Is there still time to change the road we're on? For this one's a blunder. Trump Family's running the big show, if you did not know, The Fates allowing them to join him, Dear Country, you must feel harsh winds blow, for you now know He's sold you lies so that he'd cash-in And as he leads us down this road His shadow's less and so our souls Democracy for all we know Will shine less bright and want for show How everything thought turned to gold No longer glistens very hard The truth will dawn on you at last When all that's good is in the past We see our country has been soooooooooooold For Trump's buy-i-ing his fa-mi-ly ah nay-tion
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Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 9:13 AM UTC
Stairway to POTUS
[Re-Write of Stairway to Heaven by LED ZEPPELIN] There's a POTUS who's sure all that glitters be sold And he's buying his family a nation. Once he gets it he knows that no tax be imposed With a Tweet he just claims what he paid for. Ooh, ooh, and he's buying his family a nation. Of past lies he'll foresware of such words not a care 'Cause his turn of a phrase holds no meaning. Quick to Wall Street he goes, as if Koch's up his nose, For it's there he abides for receiving. Ooh, is he a wonder? Ooh, or did we blunder? There in sadness begets, when it's millions he gets, And our spirits are broken and grieving. In my thoughts I have seen burning Hope, Democracy, And hear the voices of those who are paying. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, are we really going under? And it's shouted that soon, only Rich call the tune, Citizen's United has made it their season. And a new day has dawned for this One Percent Throng, And The Donald will Twitter their chatter. If you weren't born with a hedge-fund, be alarmed now, You are their gift for the taking. I pray there may be two paths we may go down, but in the long run Is there still time to change the road we're on? For this one's a blunder. Trump Family's running the big show, if you did not know, The Fates allowing them to join him, Dear Country, you must feel harsh winds blow, for you now know He's sold you lies so that he'd cash-in And as he leads us down this road His shadow's less and so our souls Democracy for all we know Will shine less bright and want for show How everything thought turned to gold No longer glistens very hard The truth will dawn on you at last When all that's good is in the past We see our country has been soooooooooooold For Trump's buy-i-ing his fa-mi-ly ah nay-tion
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Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 9:13 AM UTC
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