Day 921, The Old Gaslighter (1)

 

Chorus:

He’ll make the land a little whiter,

Wherever he may go.

The old gas lighter

That we have come to know.

His graying hair, he’s bleaching lighter;

To have an orange glow.

The old gaslighter

That we have come to know.

 

Whenever Donald speaks, he lies;

We’re used to that; it’s no surprise.

About a third of voters buy his act.

He says the truth is all fake news.

There are no facts he can’t abuse

And then he’ll tell more lies just to distract.

Now, every morning when he tweets,

He offers up more racist treats.

If you are black or brown, you’ve been attacked.

 

Chorus:

He’ll make the land a little whiter….

 

He gave a tax cut to the rich;

It was a classic bait and switch;

He promised he would help the middle class.

He also said he’d build a wall

But Mexico will not play ball.

So, once more Trump was talking out his ass.

He’ll make the land a little whiter,

Wherever he may go.

The old gaslighter

That we have come to know.

 

(1)  See, The Old Lamplighter, 1946, Music by Nat Simon, Lyrics by Charles Tobias.  My favorite recording was in 1960 by The Browns.