Battle Hymn of the New Republic (To the tune of Battle Hymn of the Republic)
The Donald’s recent address to his Nation confirmed my view that he has taken the ‘his’ in that sentence literally.
This has led me to release a completely revised ‘Battle Hymn of the New Republic’.
Oh mine eyes have seen vainglory with the coming of the Turd
He is trumpling out the vintage where the hopes of all were stored
He has loosed the fearful lightening of tweets terrible and absurd
As his untruths go barging on.
Chorus:
Gory gory Hell is with ya
Gory gory Hell is with ya
Gory gory Hell is with ya
His untruths go barging on
I have seen him in the light of a thousand on-line rants
As he built himself an altar on the site of migrant camps
And I’ve heard him speak in sentences that are like alien chants
As his untruths go barging on.
Chorus:
I have read the fiery gospel called the Art of the Deal
That says if you annoy him he’ll put tariffs on your steel
He fears not law or judges for they’ll be crushed beneath his heel
As his untruths go barging on.
Chorus:
He has sounded out on crumpets that he’s said he did not meet
As he blows his own great trumpet from his Florida retreat
Where he rode with all the courage of the spurs upon his feet
As his untruths go barging on.
Chorus:
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea
Just another illegal immigrant so arrested he must be
And deported straight to Gaza where the porky pies are free
As his untruths go barging on.
Chorus:
He is coming in his glory to halt the Mexican wave
With the courage of the tyrant to bring terror to the brave
The world shall be his footstool and democracy his slave
If his untruths go barging on.
Chorus: