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Song Parodies -> "Bastard in Office"
Original Song Title:
"Master of Puppets"
(MP3)Original Performer:
Metallica
Parody Song Title:
"Bastard in Office"
Parody Written by:
Dylan Baranski
The Lyrics
Another bad day-fueled political parody, albeit targeted at a more specific subject. Enjoy the parody!
End of campaign trail, his opponent failed,
The result of poisoned rhetoric.
Vowed to make things clear, gave us only fear,
Injects hatred like a deer tick.
We've planted the seed.
He's not what we need.
Dedicated to
Using me and you.
The people mastered,
They drive this bastard.
The skills he's mastered,
They drive this bastard.
Bastard.
Bastard in office is calling the shots,
Twisting the facts and breaking our bonds.
Blinded by fame, he thinks he's so hot,
Just look at all the fans that he's spawned.
Bastard.
Bastard.
Just look at all the fans that he's spawned.
Bastard.
Bastard.
Wants to make us great, promised a free state,
Thinks that travel bans are funny.
Media wizardry, plays on misery,
Builds a wall with people's money.
We've planted the seed.
He's not what we need.
Dedicated to
Using me and you.
The people mastered,
They drive this bastard.
The skills he's mastered,
They drive this bastard.
Bastard.
Bastard in office is calling the shots,
Twisting the facts and breaking our bonds.
Blinded by fame, he thinks he's so hot,
Just look at all the fans that he's spawned.
Bastard.
Bastard.
Just look at all the fans that he's spawned.
Bastard.
Bastard.
BASTARD!
[slow guitar solo]
Bastard, bastard,
Where's the greatness that you have offered?
Bastard, bastard,
Push us off the cliff.
Vast herds, vast herds,
He controls the vast herds of people.
Vast herds, vast herds,
Some outright scared stiff.
[fast guitar solo]
Was it worth all that? Madman at the bat.
Now we've struck out for this season.
Drifting through this haze, head to darker days,
Gave the alt-right rhyme and reason.
He has stratified,
He will make us DIE.
Devil here on Earth,
Ending all our mirth.
The people mastered,
They drive this bastard.
The skills he's mastered,
They drive this bastard.
Bastard.
Bastard in office is calling the shots,
Twisting the facts and breaking our bonds.
Blinded by fame, he thinks he's so hot,
Just look at all the fans that he's spawned.
Bastard.
Bastard.
Just look at all the fans that he's spawned.
Bastard.
Bastard.
The result of poisoned rhetoric.
Vowed to make things clear, gave us only fear,
Injects hatred like a deer tick.
We've planted the seed.
He's not what we need.
Dedicated to
Using me and you.
The people mastered,
They drive this bastard.
The skills he's mastered,
They drive this bastard.
Bastard.
Bastard in office is calling the shots,
Twisting the facts and breaking our bonds.
Blinded by fame, he thinks he's so hot,
Just look at all the fans that he's spawned.
Bastard.
Bastard.
Just look at all the fans that he's spawned.
Bastard.
Bastard.
Wants to make us great, promised a free state,
Thinks that travel bans are funny.
Media wizardry, plays on misery,
Builds a wall with people's money.
We've planted the seed.
He's not what we need.
Dedicated to
Using me and you.
The people mastered,
They drive this bastard.
The skills he's mastered,
They drive this bastard.
Bastard.
Bastard in office is calling the shots,
Twisting the facts and breaking our bonds.
Blinded by fame, he thinks he's so hot,
Just look at all the fans that he's spawned.
Bastard.
Bastard.
Just look at all the fans that he's spawned.
Bastard.
Bastard.
BASTARD!
[slow guitar solo]
Bastard, bastard,
Where's the greatness that you have offered?
Bastard, bastard,
Push us off the cliff.
Vast herds, vast herds,
He controls the vast herds of people.
Vast herds, vast herds,
Some outright scared stiff.
[fast guitar solo]
Was it worth all that? Madman at the bat.
Now we've struck out for this season.
Drifting through this haze, head to darker days,
Gave the alt-right rhyme and reason.
He has stratified,
He will make us DIE.
Devil here on Earth,
Ending all our mirth.
The people mastered,
They drive this bastard.
The skills he's mastered,
They drive this bastard.
Bastard.
Bastard in office is calling the shots,
Twisting the facts and breaking our bonds.
Blinded by fame, he thinks he's so hot,
Just look at all the fans that he's spawned.
Bastard.
Bastard.
Just look at all the fans that he's spawned.
Bastard.
Bastard.
Copyright 2017 by Dylan Baranski GmbH S.p.A. Inc. Misuse is punishable by a rhyme without a reason.
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So let's get the bastard OUT of the office.
You're so unkind. Can't you see this man is suffering? Sleepless. Lonely. Insecure. Obsessed. Unloved. Nothing is ever enough for him. He needs approval all the time. It's more precious to him than oxygen. He's soon to have the biggest fall since Lucifer. Send him a nice card. Follow him on Twitter. Be his pal. Bless you.
Most of all, he's incompetent and cannot fulfill the duties of office. I'm with MP!
Ever a half a year late and a billion dollars short, eh, losers? We haven't had an illegitimate racist bigot usurper illegally occupying our White House since January 20th, and boy am I glad we finally threw him out!
Flattery won't get you posers anywhere.
I'm fired? Trump fired me? This is a joke, right? Yeah, you guys behind the cameras really had me going there for a minute.
Hey! Stop cheering!
Hey! Stop cheering!
Up yours, Dylan!
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