The Trump Treehouse of Tall Stories, Treason & Tyranny - "Till I Check It Myself" - Song Updated

So a little less than a year or so ago I decided to have a bit of fun and do some writing and some singing (though I'll put "singing" in quotes here just to be safe). It was at the time that Trump had nominated angry, partisan and unsuited, other than a back room oath of fealty handshake, Brett Kavanaugh to the Supreme Court right after having bought off his mentor Justice Kennedy to retire. The Georgia Satellites and this tune just struck me right then as a good way to vent my frustrations as to someone as dangerous as the ignorant Orange being in such a position.

If you're here then you know that I've built a few more tunes since then. You'll also know that they all sound a hell of a lot better than that first attempt though "better" is up for interpretation.

Now, I'm really not one to get uptight about such things, or maybe I am as could be evidenced here, but that first tune has been gnawing at me to update it. So that's what I've done, obsolete Windows Movie Maker in tow (Wow, I'm still not good at it...bear with the old dude).

It's just a me not being uptight about it kinda thing.

Till I Check It Myself

Got a SCOTUS in my pocket going ching-a-ling-ka-ching
Wanna crawl up in his fine robes babee, give him some bling
And every time I do I ask the same old thing
I want your loyaltee, you judgees and you'll get to kiss my ring
My SCOTUS, my own law, don't just judge by yourself
I said, "don't pass no judgement, till I check it myself"

Oh, Judgee Judgee Judgee you know to see it my way
You know that I'm your POTUS baby, you have to see it that way
Now I'll tell you a story 'bout fake news and the now
I'll say no truthee, no storee comes out without me any how
My SCOTUS, my own law, don't just judge by yourself
I said, "don't pass no judgement, till I check it myself"

You see I wanted law bad, and I was throwing it to Heck
Then they talked of Constitution, started looking for checks
I said Country it's my law for the rest of your life
Press said no babee, BUT we'll stay maybee if we story the strife
My SCOTUS, my own law, don't just judge by yourself
I said, "don't pass no judgement, till I check it myself" ...

The Trump Treehouse of Tall Stories, Treason & Tyranny - "Orange Quarantine" - Song

Another little one. Who doesn't like a good sing-along huh?

Orange Quarantine

In the land that we call home
Lives a man who was born to be
A simple con, liar and cheat
Living in an orange quarantine
But in this land he would conceive
A man-boy King of him he would be crowned
And to the law he'd not be bound
In his new found Orange Quarantine

We all live in an Orange Quarantine
Trading truth for beans, an Orange Quarantine
We all live in an Orange Quarantine
The lies come with a sheen in an Orange Quarantine

Blind loyal friends all love the ride
Cheer-fully they chide Democ-racy
A prop-a-gandist band does play

We all live in an Orange Quarantine
Where truth is rarely seen in this Orange Quarantine
We all live in an Orange Quarantine
Trump's pockets full of green, in an Orange Quarantine

(Full speed backward, full speed back stupid USA
Blindly so it is general
Look the other way for me... drop the law if you please
Will do general
General?)

As we live a life unease
All the rich of us (all the rich of us)
Has what they need (has what they need)
To the rest (to the rest)
Shoulder your part (shoulder your part)
In this Trickle Down (in this trickle down)
Quarantine (quarantine...HA HA!)

We all live in an Orange Quarantine
Where ignorance is King in this Orange Quarantine
We all live in an Orange Quarantine
Of whoa we'll surely sing in an Orange Quarantine

We all live in an Orange Quarantine
Bizarro is the norm in this Orange Quarantine
We all live in an Orange Quarantine
Where scary does take form in an Orange Quarantine