Sunday, April 23, 2023

Musical Sunday


At a time when the news is almost consistently upsetting and we can all use a laugh, what could be better than another on-target offering from The Parody Project?


Here are the lyrics, by David Cohen with apologies to Billy Joel:

It's nine o'clock at his hideaway 
The burgers and fries are flown in 
There's a con man pacing nervously 
Watching Fox and re-tweeting their spin 

He says, "Sean can you air some chicanery?” 
“I’m not really sure of the prose.” 
“Then I'll send out some tweets, to help gin up the heat,” 
“Before I am forced to depose.” 

La, la-la, did-e-da 
La-la did-e-da-da dumb 

He strings them along, he's a callous man 
Strings them along for spite 
'Cause, they're all in the mood for debauchery 
And he gets them amped up to fight 

His lawyers by far are caught in a bind 
They give him advice for a fee 
And they're quick with a poke, or to send up some smoke 
For paychecks that they'll never see 

He says, “Hey, I believe they'll be grilling me" 
As he pleads for more help from his base 
"Well I'm sure that I could be a Russian Czar” 
“If the Feds would get out of my face" 

Oh, la, la-la, did-e-da 
La-la did-e-da da dumb 

Now he thinks he's a bona-fide populist 
Who seems to have split from his wife 
And he's hiding like crazy, some loans that are hazy 
We hope that he gets ten to life 

And his minions are practicing dirty tricks 
As most if not all have been cloned 
Yes, they're sharing concerns for their "Holiness" 
And are scared to just stand on their own 

Strings them along, he's a callous man 
Strings them along for spite 
'Cause, they're all in the mood for debauchery 
And he gets them amped up to fight 

It's a pretty sparse crowd for a Saturday 
As he spews out more hatred that's vile 
'Cause he knows those who came all want someone to blame 
So he picks a new group to defile 

And his words, they all stick like a barnacle 
As his pulpit is used to spread fear 
Yet they stand by this fraud with a view that is flawed 
And say, “Man, we're so glad you are here.” 

Oh, la, la-la, did-e-da 
La-la did-e-da da dumb 

Strings them along, he's a callous man 
Strings them along for spite 
'Cause, they're all in the mood for debauchery 
And he gets them amped up to fight


Have a good day and enjoy the rest of your weekend. More thoughts coming.

Bilbo

2 comments:

Mike said...

It has to be twice as hard to write words that mimic the original song.

Bilbo said...

Mike - that's what makes the stuff from the Parody Project so good!