Singing about Trump and The Big House

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  • Опубліковано 14 тра 2024
  • For my MeidasMighty and Brigadier friends from Tina at Tinas.TV - original lyrics to a Johnny. Cash song wrote for y’all lol sorry about singing Whitehorse instead of the White House. I guess I got mixed up because I’m going to the Yukon in July.
    Lyrics below
    Verse 1)
    Well, I hear the courtroom's callin', it's down in New York state,
    Where Donald Trump's facin' trials, his destiny to fate.
    He's got that vonshizinpants, his lawyers try to sway,
    But the judge ain't buyin' in, it's judgment day.
    By Christina Johnson - Music as in Johnny Cashs' Folsom Prison Blues
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    (Chorus)
    I'm stuck in Trump Tower, watchin' time drag on,
    But I know justice is comin', when that gavel's finally drawn.
    Oh, the sound of those prison doors, gonna be my only news,
    When Donald Trump's behind bars, payin' his dues.
    (Verse 2)
    He used to strut and boast, with his power and his might,
    But now he's just a defendant, in the harsh courtroom light.
    No more fancy deals, or towers made of gold,
    Just a man in shackles, doin' as he's told.
    (Chorus)
    I'm stuck in Trump Tower, watchin' time drag on,
    But I know justice is comin', when that gavel's finally drawn.
    Oh, the sound of those prison doors, gonna be my only news,
    When Donald Trump's behind bars, payin' his dues.
    (Bridge)
    From the White House to the jailhouse, his fall from grace is clear,
    No more Twitter rants or rallies, just the echo of his fear.
    In the land of the free, justice will prevail,
    And Donald Trump's legacy will forever pale.
    (Chorus)
    I'm stuck in Trump Tower, watchin' time drag on,
    But I know justice is comin', when that gavel's finally drawn.
    Oh, the sound of those prison doors, gonna be my only news,
    When Donald Trump's behind bars, payin' his dues.
    (Outro)
    So long, Mr. Trump, your reign has met its end,
    In the halls of justice, where truth will always defend.
    Farewell to your empire, built on lies and schemes,
    Now it's time for you to face, the consequences of your dreams.
    Lyrics by Christina Johnson
    #calgary #comedy #funny #trump

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