Trumpian Rhapsody, with Apologies to the Late, Great Freddie Mercury

If Trump Sang Bohemian Rhapsody

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in my web of lies,
There’s no escape from me.

 

Don’t open your eyes,
Don’t doubt my lies. Please see. . . .
Poor little rich boy, I’m just so needy.
Very dumb, very slow,
Little, next to nothing, know.
Everything I do blows. Nothing really matters
But me,
But me.

 

Mama, I dye my hair like yours.
And I comb it ‘cross my head,
Want approval though you’re dead.
Wanted you to say, “You’re the greatest, son,”
Though you are gone, that drives me to this day.

 

Mama, ooo, ooo, ooo, oo,
You and Daddy made me cry, so
I’m needy yesterday, today, tomorrow.
Carry on, carry on. Nothing really matters.

 

I figured that my time had come,
I had run through my last dime,
Thought I’d probably do some time.
Then Putin came, and rescued me,
Left that history all behind, and that’s the truth.

 

Mama, ooo ooo ooo, orange makeup shines.
Some people wish I’d never been born at all.

 

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramucci, Scaramucci, will you do the Fandango?
I need enlightening.
I’m very, very frightening.
(Galileo) Galileo.
Oh who was Galileo?
Science I don’t know.
But Trump is Magnifico!

 

Poor little rich boy. Nobody loves me.
Kids into cages. A misbegotten family
Demon seed I’ve spawned to carry on
My monstrosity.

 

Vlad has the pee tape. He will never let me go!
MyGodMammon! He will not let you go! (Let me go!)
MyGodMammon! Vlad don’t let that show! (Let me go!)
MyGodMammon! He will not let you go! (Let me go!)
Got you by the balls oh!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

Handler mia, handler mia (handler mia, let me go!)

Comrade Vlad has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me!

 

So I think I can screw the whole country and still be idolized.
Cause my Trumpeteers cannot tell the bitter truth from lies.
O-baby, blame it on Obama, baby.
Just gotta be
Reelected you see
This year.

(Ooooooh, oooh yeah, oooh yeah)

No one really matters.
Anyone can see.
No one really matters
No one really matters.
But me.

 

 

 

For more on the breathtakingly vile and clownish Jabba the Trump/IQ45 Maladministration, go here: https://bobshepherdonline.wordpress.com/category/trump-don-the-con/

About Bob Shepherd

interests: curriculum design, educational technology, learning, linguistics, hermeneutics, rhetoric, philosophy (Continental philosophy, Existentialism, metaphysics, philosophy of language, philosophy of mind, epistemology, ethics), classical and jazz guitar, poetry, the short story, archaeology and cultural anthropology, history of religion, prehistory, veganism, sustainability, Anglo-Saxon literature and language, systems for emergent quality control, heuristics for innovation
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2 Responses to Trumpian Rhapsody, with Apologies to the Late, Great Freddie Mercury

  1. drext727 says:

    Reblogged this on David R. Taylor-Thoughts on Education and commented:
    Awesome

    Like

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