Hildebeast: Anything you can do, I can do better.
Trump: No you can’t.
H: Yes I can!
T: No. You can’t!
H: Yes I can!
T: No. You can’t!
H: shrill voice YES I CAN, YES I CAAAAANNNNN!
So this election you made some mistakes
I’ll admit you hit a few bumps
But I hate to see you like this
Down on your luck, down in the dumps
Though hope might seem in short supply
You have to move on
You have to try
So come out of the dumpster
Don’t leave me standing here
Come out of the dumpster
It’s okay the coast is clear
The cop cars are leaving
Channel 5’s packed up its crew
Come out of the dumpster
I’ll be right here waiting for you
Okay I’ll try
So you’re back in the dumpster
Well that’s like a metaphor
Everyone has a dumpster
A stumbling block they can’t ignore
But to fight it makes you stronger
And next time you might stand
So come out of that dumpster
Here, take a hold of my hand
So your first day back wasn’t all you anticipated
I ran into our hitman,he gave me a glance
The crowd acted sedated, Bill played in his pants
But this sort of thing happens all the time
When life gives you garbage
You use it to climb
Look! You’re out of the dumpster
Was that so hard after all?
It was only a dumpster
And from here it looks so small
So you’re back where you started
On your way to success
So, will you sing at my inauguration?
No.
Hildebeast: Anything you can do, I can do better.
Trump: No you can’t.
H: Yes I can!
T: No. You can’t!
H: Yes I can!
T: No. You can’t!
H: shrill voice YES I CAN, YES I CAAAAANNNNN!
Yeah the b!tch, yeah the b!tch, yeah the b!tch is back!
“It’s the end of the world as we know it”…
“You’re a loser…”
I’m pretty sure that’s when Shrillary started singing ‘YMCA’ and Trump was saying ‘O Lord’.
“Your so Vain, you probably think this song is about you”
“For a fee, I’m happy to be, your back door man… Dirty Deeds… concrete shoes, cyanide, TNT…”
What they’re not singing is Paradise By The Dashboard Light.
Hillary: I’m a loser baby, so why don’t I kill you.
You say goodbye and I’ll say hello.
I’ve Had The Time Of My Life:
COME OUT OF THE DUMPSTER
So this election you made some mistakes
I’ll admit you hit a few bumps
But I hate to see you like this
Down on your luck, down in the dumps
Though hope might seem in short supply
You have to move on
You have to try
So come out of the dumpster
Don’t leave me standing here
Come out of the dumpster
It’s okay the coast is clear
The cop cars are leaving
Channel 5’s packed up its crew
Come out of the dumpster
I’ll be right here waiting for you
Okay I’ll try
So you’re back in the dumpster
Well that’s like a metaphor
Everyone has a dumpster
A stumbling block they can’t ignore
But to fight it makes you stronger
And next time you might stand
So come out of that dumpster
Here, take a hold of my hand
So your first day back wasn’t all you anticipated
I ran into our hitman,he gave me a glance
The crowd acted sedated, Bill played in his pants
But this sort of thing happens all the time
When life gives you garbage
You use it to climb
Look! You’re out of the dumpster
Was that so hard after all?
It was only a dumpster
And from here it looks so small
So you’re back where you started
On your way to success
So, will you sing at my inauguration?
No.
” Let’s put the O back in Country”
H: “I am woman, I am witch, and yes my guys, they killed Seth Rich.”
T: “In her midnight confessions, when she’s telling the world that Epstein didn’t kill himself”
I “got” you babe
Muskrat Love?
Angel of Music?
Reunited by Peaches and Herb?