Promoted Comment: Song for the Trumped On Liberal

[From Oppo, on this post (the picture in which you’ll need for reference)]

(To the tune of 19th Nervous Breakdown)

You’re the kind of person you meet at certain liberal, dull affairs
Center of a crowd, talking much too loud, running up and down the stairs
Well, it seems to me that you have schemed too much in too few years
And though you’ve tried you just can’t hide your rage behind your tears

You better stop, look around
Hair it comes, hair it comes, hair it comes, hair it comes
Here comes your ’16 nervous breakdown

When you were a child you were a treated kind
But you were never brought up right
You were always spoiled with a thousand toys but still you cry all night
Those mothers who elected you owe a billion dollars tax
And your followers still perfecting ways of faking and concealing facts

You better stop, look around
Hair it comes, hair it comes, hair it comes, hair it comes
Here comes your ’16 nervous breakdown
Oh, Hill’s to blame, that girl’s just insane
Well, nothing she do don’t seem to work
She only seemed to make the matters worse. Oh, please!

You were still in school you acted the fool and it really messed your mind
And after that you turned your back on treating people kind
In your first term we tried so hard to rearrange your mind
But after awhile we realized you were just the raging kind

You better stop, look around
Hair it comes, hair it comes, hair it comes, hair it comes
Here comes your ’16 nervous breakdown

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