DescriptionI'm an old folkie who remembers how protest songs in the 1960s/early 1970s helped galvanize opposition to the war in Vietnam. I'm very disappointed at the lack of protest songs today (or maybe they're out there and I'm just not aware?) When I was growing up they were EVERYWHERE and spawned an entire counterculture. I'm here because some new lyrics to old tunes got inside my head and wouldn't leave me alone until I found a way to get them out. I spend most of my time writing plays and I'm not looking for a collaborator here -- I know nothing about music or the music industry -- so if there's anyone who wants to do something with my lyrics, go ahead. I don't want credit or payment. Also, I'm not in a position to pay for services (here's another oldie reference for you..."I ain't no millionaire's son"...Creedence.) If you do put these lyrics out there in some form, take steps to hide your identity. Supporters of the current regime here in the U.S. do not play well with others.

Lyrics

Genres: Pop

Can’t seem to do any wrong,
No law can’t touch me, l’m made of teflon.
Can’t sleep,  gotta tweet,
I’m back in power, time to crank up the heat. I’m a…

Psycho toddler, make my day,
Republicans just do what I say. Better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away.

Psycho toddler, make my day,
I’m banking billions, it’s pay to play. Better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away.

My life is one big con and
This one is the sweetest.
I’m starting wars,
No clue how to finish ‘em.
Whatever nonsense I say, MAGA eats it up.
I screw ‘em once, they say “do it again.” I’m a…

Psycho toddler, make my day,
When my term’s up I’m just gonna stay. Better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away.

Psycho toddler, make my day,
What makes you think you have any say? Better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away.
	
My Supreme Court picks sing my tune,
I got them all to say I’m immune.
Now I can do whatever I want,
 You can’t keep up with the laws I flaunt,
 Okay.
 Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah!

I am vain and I am blind
To all the chaos I leave behind.

Psycho toddler, every day,
I stamp my feet ’til I get my own way. Better
Hide all your toys or I’ll take them away. I’m a…

Psycho toddler, every day,
My cruel vindictiveness on full display. Better
Run, run, run, run, run, run away .

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