Just for funzies, I present my lyrics for "Trump", set to the tune of The Presidents of the USA's "Lump".
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Trump sat alone in his ivory tower
Contemplating how he could get more power
His ego low and his money spent
It soon occurred to him he could run for President
He’s Trump, he’s Trump
What’s in his head?
He’s Trump, he’s Trump, he’s Trump
Is he braindead?
Trump lingered last in line for brains,
And the ones he got were sort of rotten and insane
But still his campaign made a real big splash
His opponent Clinton he would relentlessly bash
He’s Trump, he’s Trump
He’s not all there
He’s Trump, he’s Trump, he’s Trump
What’s with that hair?
And so Trump’s the leader of the free world now
And left us dumbstruck just wondering how
Will he make a wall or a Muslim ban?
Well, the one thing I know is I’m moving to Japan
He’s Trump, he’s Trump
We’ve made our bed
He’s Trump, he’s Trump, he’s Trump
And we’re all dead
Is this Trump out of his head, I think so
Is this country going to hell, I think so, yeah
Will he soon be impeached, I hope so
Is this Trump out of his head