From the recording Living in the Corporate U.S.A.
This is a song I started to write as soon as Trump entered the 2016 presidential race. To honor his heritage, it's a bit o' Scottish folk style and my first attempt at playing Mandolin (if you couldn't tell). This track didn't make the cut for the album but this is a fun little reminder of some of the reasons Trump should never be President, and in fact should probably be in jail instead.
Lyrics
This is the tale of the Donald of Trump
It’s scarier than it may seem
He made his first fortune from the Commodore Hotel
With tax credits from Mayor Abe Beame
His daddy Fred Trump helped to broker the deal
And thus the Grand Hyatt was born
It’s cost the taxpayers about $400 mil
Two years later his taxes were none
He was sued by the New York City AG
For his Trump University con
He worked with the mob to erect his Trump Tower
Who’s buried in that cement cornerstone?
Donald O’ Donald, go back to your life
Your hatred is so uninspired
‘Cause there’s women, minorities and yes there’s the poor
Before you’re even elected “You’re Fired”
He’s run so many companies into the ground
FOUR times his resorts filed bankruptcy
Trump Air and Trump Vodka, Trump Mortgage all busts,
What the hell would he do to our country?
Donald O’ Donald, go back to your life
You’d bring our world nothing but strife
We’ve seen what you did to the companies you owned
And if there’s any doubt we’ll ask your ex-wife
Yes, maybe we’ll ask your ex-wives
Donald O’ Donald, go back to your life
I don’t care what the market poll says
You won’t even give to your own charity
You’re too evil to ever be Prez
Found guilty mistreating women employees
Shuns immigrants without a care
But now there’s piñatas that look just like him
Right down to that shit he calls hair
Donald O’ Donald, go back to your life
Don’t bring this poor country to shame
We already had Bush and that did enough
And I’d bet you’d be worse than the same
He’s sexist, He’s racist; a hater at heart
Why won’t the press cover this shite?
I’m sorry this song has gone on so damn long
There’s so many transgressions to write
Donald O’ Donald, go back to your life
Your hatred is so uninspired
‘Cause there’s women, minorities and yes there’s the poor
Before you’re even elected “You’re Fired”