Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Silver Lining, Day 789

Apologies, Prince.


Dig if you will an election
that the media couldn’t resist
The sweat of Sean Hannity repulses me
Can you my darling
Can you picture this?
Dream, if you can, a hotel room
A Moscow luxury suite
Prostitutes strike curious poses
They feel the heat
The heat of a nearby tangerine
How can you just stay up tweeting?
Alone in a world that's not right (not right)
Maybe you’re just too deceiving
Maybe you’re just like your father, too white
Maybe you're just like you’re mother
She's never satisfied (she's never satisfied)
Why do we tweet at each other?
This is what it sounds like
When Trumps lie
Turn if you will my stomach
Hear how it gurgles inside
You've got the butterflies all caged up
Don't make me vomit
Trumps have nothing but pride
How can you just stay up tweeting?
Alone in a world that's not right (not right)
Maybe you’re just too deceiving
Maybe you’re just like your father, too white
Maybe you're just like you’re mother
She's never satisfied (she's never satisfied)
Why do we tweet at each other?
This is what it sounds like
When Trumps lie

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