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Why should we trust
When all we see is lust
For power and for money
And perhaps some Russian honey
Why should we believe
When the M.O. is to deceive
With games of sleight of mind
Changing facts whenever you're behind
CHORUS
Secrets & lies
Why don't you just come clean?
Secrets & lies
We can't know what you mean
We can only guess about
Which sided you're really on
We might not even know
After you're gone
Why should we listen
When gaslight lies glisten
On promises of champagne
Becoming vinegar as they wane
Why should we look
When the guy who wrote the book
On trickery and guile
Baits and switches with a smile
CHORUS
Secrets & lies
Provide a thin disguise
Secrets & lies
Will stop working when we get wise!
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You can do what you want to do
You can say what you want to say
You can think what you think you want
Act like it matters anyway
It's not funny anymore (x2)
Troll who you want to troll
Hear what you want to hear
Don't worry about the result
Or the effect it has on your career
It's not funny anymore (x2)
Act like you want to act
Be what you want to be
Tell us who you really are
And don't pay any attention to me
It's not funny anymore (x2)
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3. |
Bully Pulpit
03:08
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You get on your bully pulpit
Where all the bullies meet (all the bullies meet)
Make yourself the biggest bully
The one the others have to beat
'
There was a guy named Machiavelli
Who believed that might makes right (believed that might makes right)
He advised to take or be taken
In a never-ending fight (never ending fight)
There was another guy named Jesus
Who saw strength in the meek (strength in the meek)
Embraced those who opposed him
And always turned the other cheek
So which philosophy will we follow
That of power and of fear
Or that of empathy and humility
The choice is very clear
Let's get off our bully pulpit
And let others play that game
For if we teach by bad example
We only have ourselves to blame (have ourselves to blame x5)
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I'm sick and tired of hearing things from
Uptight short sided narrow minded hypocritics
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth
I've had enough of reading things
By neurotic psychotic pigheaded politicians
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth
CHORUS:
No short-haired, yellow-bellied
Son of tricky dicky's
Gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocket full of hopes
Money for dope, money for rope
CHORUS
I'm sick to death of seeing things from
Tight-lipped condescending mama's little chauvinists
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth
I've had enough of watching scenes from
Schizophrenic egocentric paranoiac primadonnas
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth
CHORUS
I'm sick to death of hearing things from
Uptight short sided narrow minded hypocritics
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth
I've had enough of reading things
By neurotic psychotic pigheaded politicians
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth
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When alternative facts prevail
Then logic and rationality will fail
And then ideology will rule
For over-simplicity guides the fool
CHORUS: And you’ll find solutions looking for a problem
Solutions looking for a problem
Civilization thrives on science
Empires fall on fact defiance
Upending a reasoning process
Leaves only dumb luck for success
CHORUS
Eschewing pertinent information
Is not the way to lead a nation
Putting carts before all horses
Unleashes many, many sinister forces
CHORUS
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6. |
Blowhard Buying Blowback
03:20
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Unwanted Effects — Hey hey hey hey
Unforeseen defenses — Hey hey hey hey
Negative reactions — Hey hey hey hey
Unintended consequences — Hey hey hey hey
CHORUS: Never looking forward — Hey hey hey hey
Tripping on your own feet — Hey hey hey hey
Always looking backward — Hey hey hey hey
Tripping on your own feet — Hey hey hey hey
Procured revenge — Hey hey hey hey
Counter attack — Hey hey hey hey
Inflamed resistance — Hey hey hey hey
Blowhard buying blowback — Hey hey hey hey
CHORUS
Blowhard buying blowback — Ha ha ha ha ha
Blowhard buying blowback — Ha ha ha ha ha
Blowhard buying blowback — Ha ha ha ha ha
Blowhard buying blowback — Ha ha ha ha ha
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7. |
P.T. Barnum As President
02:13
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CHORUS:
P.T. Barnum as President
A freak show in a 3-ring tent
P.T. Barnum as President
You’ll never know where your money went
P.T. Barnum as President
Politics as entertainment
P.T. Barnum as President
A true con man will never relent
Come one, come all to the greatest show on Earth
Without a safety net, you’ll show us what you’re worth
No need to slow down for rules and regulations
Go greed and avarice in all of your relations
CHORUS
Press briefings give a chance to whip up fears
Bombings in Prime Time will bring out cheers
Reality President is all the rage on Twitter
But the name he’ll never allow is “quitter”
A sucker is born – Another angry viewer
A sucker is born – Another passive moo-er
A sucker is born – Another smug-ass gloater
A sucker is born – Another zombie voter
1/2 CHORUS: P.T. Barnum as President
A freak show in a 3-ring tent
P.T. Barnum as President
A true con man will never relent
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There I was at the immigration scene
Shining and feeling clean
Could it be a sin?
I got stopped by the immigration man
He says he doesn't know if he can.
Let me in,
Let me in, immigration man,
Can I cross the line and pray
I can stay another day
Let me in, immigration man
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway. Hey hey
There he was with his immigration face
Giving me a paper chase
But the son was coming
Cause all at once he looked into my space
And stamped a number over my face
And it sent me running
Won't you let me in, immigration man
Can I cross the line and pray
I can stay another day
Won't you let me in, immigration man
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway.
Here I am with my immigration form
It's big enough to keep me warm
When a cold wind's coming
So go where you will
As long as you think you can
You'd better watch out, watch out for the man
Anywhere you're going.
Come on and let me in, immigration man,
Can I cross the line and pray
Take your fingers from the tray.
Let me in, irritation man,
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway
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9. |
Give Him A Chance?
02:10
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CHORUS: Give him a chance? Give me a break!
Give him a chance? Give me a break!
Give him a chance? Give me a break!
Give him a chance? Give me a break!
Give him a chance? – Though he’d never do the same?
Give me a break! – We can’t win his bully game!
Give him a chance? -- So he can make us enemies?
Give me a break! -- We won’t live on our knees!
CHORUS
Give him a chance? -- Though he’s just a demagogue?
Give me a break! -- There’s no prince -- there’s just a frog!
Give him a chance? -- When there’s no empathy, no heart?
Give me a break! -- Before everything falls apart!
CHORUS
Refuse -- Resist
Defy -- Persist
Refuse -- Resist
Defy -- Persist!
Refuse -- Resist
Defy -- Persist
Refuse -- Resist
Defy -- Persist!
Refuse -- Resist
Defy -- Persist
Refuse -- Resist
Defy -- Persist!
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10. |
Americonfusion 2020
02:49
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We don’t know where we’re going, we hardly know where we’ve been, we’re rushing toward the ending, but we don’t know how to begin, the answers are before us, but they don’t get through the din, and we’re not very good at listening anyway
We don’t want to be preached to, so we turn away from meaning. and follow TV idols. and embrace the spin they’re screening, but when we look inside our own minds, we’re lost as to our leanings, we really want our buttons to be pushed
CHORUS:
We are stunned and confused
And we don’t know where to turn
So we make the same mistakes
And we’ve got no time to learn
We are looking above
And we’re looking below
But when push comes to shove
We much look inside to know
We’re looking at each other, and it’s like a foggy mirror, we’re getting bad reception, and it won’t get any clearer, we can’t get past the politics, we move fast but don’t get nearer, without a thought of everything we’ve left behind
CHORUS
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How’d we get stuck with this nut job
Like a portable radio missing a knob
Stuck on a station of endless whine
Making reality so hard to define
Alternate facts turning science around
They’re full of fury, but are provably unsound
How’d we get stuck with this nut job
Turning the truth into a formless blob
Assassinating verity with every lie
It’s like George Orwell invented this guy
Make your conclusion then pick cherries to support
All hail the master of the deadly TRUTH CONTORT
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Morons And Monsters
02:46
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CHORUS
M-M-M-Morons
M-M-M-Monsters
M-M-M-Morons
M-M-M-Monsters
The elite are stupid and the stupid -- Elite
The effete are bogus and the bogus -- Effete
The clowns are leaders and the leaders -- Clowns
The fashions are tacky and the tacky wear gowns!
CHORUS
The mean are mundane and the mundane -- Mean
The clean are dirty and the dirty -- Clean
The inane are normal and the normal -- Inane
The guilty are victims and the victims get blamed!
CHORUS
Nothing is as it was anymore
Nothing is as it seems -- that's for sure
Nothing is as it was anymore
Nothing is as it seems -- that's for sure!
CHORUS
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Creep-In-Chief
01:58
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He’s a creep and everybody knows it
Got surrogates spinning every time he blows it
Generals and billionaires all around him
Feeding on the creepiness that surrounds him
CHORUS: He’s the Creep-Creep-Creep-Creep-
Creep-Creep-Creep-In Chief! (x3)
Creep-In Chief, Creep-In-Chief, He’s Creepy!
He’s got a love affair with Mama Russia
If you talk back he’s sure to crush ya!
Got the bully thing down to a science
But plays the victim card when there’s defiance
CHORUS
Hey world! We’ve got a political sociopath in charge
As unbalanced as that Italian Prime Minister Silvio Berlusoni was but without a sense of humor
Now we get to be the butt of YOUR jokes for the next 4 years
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!
CHORUS
Creep-In Chief, Creep-In-Chief, He’s Creepy! (x2)
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14. |
Golden Showers
02:28
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CHORUS: He gets executive powers
We get his golden showers (x2)
Executive Powers
Golden Showers
He makes edicts in his high tower
Our job is to show him our power
His trashy talk might impress his throngs
But we’ve got the thunder of Resistance songs
CHORUS
Righteous anger keeps us going strong
If you hate kleptocracy then you belong
Out on the streets with heads held high
We’ve got 4 years to disempower this guy
CHORUS
Playtime is over -- it’s time to get real
And let the “man” know just how we feel
No more hiding and no more games
It’s time for kicking ass and taking names
CHORUS
No more – golden showers
Show him – we’ve got the power
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Got something I need to say
Can’t stand the man
Just wanna stand in his way
Can’t stand the man
I’m committed to disobey
Can’t stand the man
Want his orange hair to turn grey
Can’t stand the man
CHORUS:
Can’t stand the man (Can’t stand the man)
Running ‘round with pants on fire
Can’t stand the man (Can’t stand the man)
It’s really getting dire
Not buying his working class slumming
Can’t stand the man
Finding his lying totally numbing
Can’t stand the man
The level of discourse keeps dumbing
Can’t stand the man
Yet leaking is resisting all plumbing
Can’t stand the man
CHORUS
Dire – Dire – DIRE!
Chickenhawk -- You forgot to enlist
Can’t stand the man
Blowhard -- With an enemies list
Can’t stand the man
Russki Dupe -- The secrets persist
Can’t stand the man
I’ve seen enough -- It’s time to RESIST!
Can’t stand the man
Oh oh -- Can’t stand the man (Can’t stand the man) (x3)
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Why should we trust
When all we see is lust
For Power And For Money
And perhaps some Russian honey
Why should we believe
When the M.O. is to deceive
With games of sleight of mind
Changing facts whenever you're behind
CHORUS
Secrets & lies
Why don't you just come clean?
Secrets & lies
We can't know what you mean
We can only guess about
Which sided you're really on
We might not even know
After you're gone
Why should we listen
When gaslight lies glisten
On promises of champagne
Becoming vinegar as they wane
Why should we look
When the guy who wrote the book
On trickery and guile
Baits and switches with a smile
CHORUS
Secrets & lies
Provide a thin disguise
Secrets & lies
Will stop working when we get wise!
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