Trump's finger
He's the man, the man with the Midas touch
A spider's touch
Such a cold finger
Beckons you to enter his web of sin
But don't go in
Golden words he will pour in your ear
But his lies can't disguise what you fear
For a golden girl knows when he's kissed her
It's the kiss of death from
Pull Trump's Finger
Pretty girl beware of this heart of gold
This heart is cold
Golden words he will pour in your ear
But his lies can't disguise what you fear
For a golden girl knows when he's kissed her
It's the kiss of death from
Pull Trump's Finger
Pretty girl beware of this heart of gold
This heart is cold
He loves only gold
Only gold
He loves gold
He loves only gold
Only gold
He loves gold
7 comments:
Which reminds me - who the hell thinks that gold everything makes an interior look better, I mean outside of some goombahs in Joisey. Trump needs to dial it down a bit, lest he appear a bit over the top.
Nah. He might be a gavone but he is our gavone.
He is going to put plastic slipcovers on all the furniture. Just like at Grandma's house.
Over the top can be a good thing.
Trump over the top.
Clinton under the table.
America made the right choice.
What makes you think there will be any furniture left to put plastic slip covers on?
That came out "slop covers", which works too.
Sixty, you just vindicated Freud's dictum that there are no accidents.
"The finger! He's giving me the finger!"
Who said that in what great comedy (both play and movie)?
Actually, to me it always seemed too sad to be labeled a comedy. But you couldn't call it a tragedy either. A farce?
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