Tip of the rat to (out)lawyer, practitioner of blogcrime, and all around plusungoodthinker, Ann Althouse, for her version of "We are the Trumpions", which served as inspiration for this expanded version. For is it not written, Comrades, in the runes and annals and by-laws of the Karaoke, that one simply does not do "We Are The Champions" without "We Will Rock You."




Markie you did cloy, made a small noise
Playing all effete gonna be a kept man someday
You got blown out the race
You big disgrace
Kicking that sand all over your base
We will, we will shock you
We will, we will shock you

Markie you're a young man, canned man
Talking like a bot, gonna say all your lines today
Got no blood in your face
There's just no trace
Faking your banter all over the place

We will, we will shock you
we will, we will shock you

Markie you're a vain man, spent man
Failing to get out, gonna bring on the Trump someday
They got mud on their face
Their funds misplaced
Somebody should have hooked you back up to your base

We will, we will shock you (Sing it!)
We will we will shock you (Everybody!)
We will, we will shock you
We will, we will shock you



I cast my vote ...... Time and again
I gave you two waves ...... And received your back hand
And bad candidates ...... Put up with a few
I voted my share of hacks for the team
But now that's all through
(And the wall will go on and on and on and on ...)

We are the Trumpions, my friends
And we'll keep on fighting 'gainst the Jebs
We are the Trumpion, we are the Trumpions
No time for Rubios cause we are the Trumpions
Of the world

I've made up my vows ...... and my conscience calls
You brought McCain and Mittens and everything that goes with that
I curse you all
But there'll be no timid poses
No measured Cruz
I consider him a talent to blow it all up
The guy will be yuuuuuge
(And the wall just goes on and on and on and on and ...)

We are the Trumpions, my friend
And we'll keep incite-ing to the end
We are the Trumpions, we are the Trumpions
No time for Rubios cause we are the Trumpions
Of the world

We are the Trumpions, my friend
And we'll go on spite-ing 'gainst the Jebs
We are the Trumpions, we are the Trumpions
No time for Cruzes
Cause we are the Trumpions

Ah... So equally refreshing...

Welcome back Comrade Lennie

I suppose I could blame the Heart and Lung machine in the People's Ward for Kardiac Refurbishment for my lack of output. They say it can cause a decrease in cognitive function, seeing as you yourself have to work a pedal to provide the power for this device, even as they work on your heart. No wonder there is only a .00001% survival rate for a sextuple bypass at the Karl Marx Kardiac center

But no, Comrade, the problem is more deep seated. Like the running dog, financiopathic Wall Street capitalist that I once was, I can only leech off the creativity and effort and hopes and dreams of others -- which I then pass off as my own. Thus when the Karaoke itself is dead, so too is my blood-sucking muse.

Surely, Comrade Groucho, I must be denounced for this .. not welcomed

Bumped .. due to concerns of renewed relevance