Donald’s Greatest Discovery

Some Alt-Right lyrics for you:
(sung to Elton John’s ‘The Greatest Discovery’)

Peering out of tiny eyes
the ruddy hands, the old man smell
The orange tan and wig coiffure
The Trump we know, the one we endure

His little feet and squinty glance
Too short, too needy, not asked to dance
Over compensated, stole all he’s got
His lips leak spittle, he’s filled with snot

The petty despot will jump and dance
A little man in big boy pants
Look at me, look at what I can do
Look at me prancing in my Italian shoes

To smaller men he’ll pull their hair
The ladies he’ll just grab down there
He’ll force a kiss, as soon as
Take a piss, but anyway
What are Nazis doing here?

His business sense an abomination
His reputation misappropriation
A ladies man in his own mind
Don’t turn your back, protect your behind

His partners lost all that he touched
Excessive greed doesn’t demand much
In the way of fairness, of nature’s laws
The Donald got his by an umbrella clause

Molest he will the entire nation
Adored by dolts of his own creation
He twists their little minds so tight
“He’s on TV!” they cry
They’re sure he’ll be alright.

And all we’re really hoping now
For the next four years or further
Is that the man, with no real plan
Doesn’t fuck us that much further
Doesn’t fuck us that much further
Doesn’t fuck us that much further…