OtT – “Twisted Trump” – commentary by Ari Grayson (Jan-29-2017)

“HE’S EVIL”

He comes on smooth, cool and kind,

But he wants your body not your mind.

He’s got style, personality,

But he’s the devil in reality.

He’ll make you laugh, make you smile,

And make you feel good for a while.

Wicked smile, decadent grin,

He likes school girls, nuns and virgins.

His skin is soft but his mind is hard,

He’ll lead you on then he’ll tear you apart.

He’ll treat you rough and he will make you cry,

And you will kiss sweet innocence good-bye.

And once you’re in there’ll be no getting out,

So look out, look out, look out, look out.

He’s evil. He’s evil. He’s evil. He’s evil. He’s evil.

He’s evil. He’s evil. He’s evil. He’s evil. He’s evil.

 

He’s got wit he’s got charm.

But when he gets rough he’ll break your arm.

He’s got taste, manners and grace,

But when he gets tough he’ll slit your face.

He’ll buy you jewels, expensive clothes,

Then his mind’ll go and he’ll bust your nose.

He’s a joker and a clown

But he’ll pervert you and drag you down.

He comes on smooth, cool and kind,

But he wants your body not your mind,

He is just the devil in disguise.

He will drag you down and he will make you cry,

And once you’re in there will be no getting out.

So look out, look out, look out.

Look out, look out, look out.

He’s evil. He’s evil. He’s evil. He’s evil. He’s evil.

 

“SCUM of the EARTH”

Trump:

They call me the scum of the earth.

They say I’m the scab of the nation.

But deep inside I’m only human.

Just an ordinary man.

With ordinary plans.

They say I’m crooked and bent,

They call me a rogue and a villain,

But if they could see deep inside me

They’d see a heart that once was pure

Before it touched the evils of this world,

For if I cut myself I bleed

And if I catch a cold I sneeze.

Have I not eyes to help me see?

Have I not lungs to help me breathe?

Have I not hands, organs, senses

And affections just like you?

Stop the music.

Well ain’t I human

Like everybody else?

Before you condemn me my friends,

I suggest that you look deep inside you

For good and evil

Exist in all of us,

And no man is a saint

And each creates his heaven and his hell.

 

Chorus: We know that he’s only a man.

He’s got feelings and faults

Just like everyone else.

 

Trump: So don’t put me down because I’ve done well,

For even white boys, hoods and spivs (1)

Have got the right to live.

 

Chorus: We know we’re the scum of the earth,

We know we’re the scab of the nation,

But we’re your enemies and your brothers

And no man is a saint

And deep down we’re all the same as one another.

 

*Spiv: a man, typically characterized by flashy dress, who makes a living by disreputable dealings.