The People's Cube - Political Satire

There's a lady we're sure
Cause she's slipping, she's old
And she's sliding down stairway to oblivion
When she gets up she knows
If she's wearing odd clothes
With a word, she can get them to squelch it

Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
And she's sliding down stairway to oblivion

There's some steps to a porch
But she doesn't feel sure
Cause you know sometimes legs cease to function
In a suit by her side
There's a large man with drugs
Sometimes all of her thoughts need unfreezing

Oooh, it makes me wonder
Oooh, it makes me wonder

There's a feeling I get when I look at the vids
And my logic is calling out bullshit
In my thoughts I have seen
Old folks stepping with ease
Not employing two men who must grab them

Oooh, it makes me wonder
Oooh, it doesn't makes me wonder

And it's whispered to all
If she keeps up these falls
Then the doctors will give us the reason
And the secret will out, as if there was doubt
And the bloggers will erupt with laughter

If there's a muu muu in her wardrobe
Dont be alarmed now
It's just a cover for the wrist break
Yes, there are two stairs she can still try
But in the long run
There's still time to up the meds she's on

Her legs are freezing cause her dop's low
In case you dont know
The doctor's calling you to get some
Dear Hillie, you can make your legs go
And did you know
Your stairway slide's now an internet thing


And ev'ry RINO in DC
They tried to saddle us with -Dabeast
There was a lady we all know
Who slides stair flights and thus she shows
How everything they said was bull
And if you watch her pretty close
The truth will come to you at last
When all we wanted was to know
Can she do a walk without a roll

And. She's sli-i-i-iding down stairway
To oblivion

It's been a short time since last fell and rolled,
It's been a short time since last took a roll.
Ooh ,Help me get up, Help me get up,
Help me get up, maybe , I'll stand alone
It's been a short time, been a short time,
Been a slow rumble, tumble, rumble, Tumble, Tumbly time. Yes it has.

It's been a long time in the van with shove,
I can't count the tears in my life, I'm not gov.
Carry me back, carry me back,
Carry me back, maybe to the van door.
It's been a long time, been a long time,
Been a long rumble, tumble, rumble, Tumble, Tumbly time. Yes it has.

Seems so long since I walked unassisted,
Making steps that just don't work right.
Open your arms, opens your arms,
Open your arms, maybe catch my butt falling in.
It's been a long time, been a long time,
Been a long rumble, tumble, rumble, Tumble, Tumbly time. Yes it has.


I bow before your equality, Comrade Lennie

Remembering election day
How I let it slip away from me
And the hours they bring me pain

Hillary, Hillary

Endless reflections of a lost dream
I was in love, to be the queen
And now I'll never be… so it seems

Thinking how it used to be
How I never dreamed of times like these

To think of it again

But I do

Hillary, Hillary

Living obsessions of a lost dream
I was in love, to be the queen
And now I'll never be… so it seems

While your sentiments about my enhanced equality are most gratefully appreciated in the exact same measure as any other sentiment ever expressed, Comrade, might I remind you that it is a blasphemy to bow down to another's equality. We may only bow to the great equal-arity that is the Cube itself.

With that in mind, here's another volley of Led to the head



Hey, hey Huma said the way she slips
Gonna make us fret, better get a grip

Aaah, Hil, the way you bob that head
Gonna cause concern, gonna cut your meds

Hey hey Cankles, when you walk that way
With hand on heart, it's a give-away

(Oh yeah, oh yeah .. aah, aah, aah)
(Oh yeah, oh yeah .. aah, aah, aah)

Oh I gotta know, how you got ill
Got a nodding head that wont stay still

With eyes that bug, mouth agape
Cackling laugh that really grates

(Aah ah, aah ah, aah ah, aah ah, aah ah aah .. aaaaaah!)

Hey Cankles, oh Cankles, pretty Cankles
Tell me why you're moving slow
Hey Cankles, oh Cankles, pretty Cankles
Move it like you're Huma now

Been so long since I found out
She deplores what I'm about

Cast my ballot, Trump preferred
Starting telling friends that I'm not with her

I don't know, but I've been told
Pant suited woman ain't got no soul

(Oh yeah, oh yeah .. ah, aah, aah)
(Oh yeah, oh yeah .. ah, aah aah)

All I ask for, what I pray
Slickster Willie's woman should fade away

Need no woman with a horrid laugh
Wont tell no lie, preferred her better half

(Aah ah, aah ah, aah ah, aah AH, aah ah, aah AH, aaaaaaaaaaah! ...)

If she keeps on blaming, her cred is gonna break
If she keeps inflaming, her cred is gonna break
Cause when the ceiling braked, was no one left to sway

Mean ol' ceiling, taught her to weep and moan
Mean ol' ceiling, dint let her keep her throne
Got what it takes to make a Clinton moll stay at home

(oh hell, oh hell, oh hell ..)

Dont it make you feel mad
When you're trying to retake your throne
And you keep digging a deeper hole
If you're gonna run mouth
They got no love for you
Cause they all know about Chappaqua

Crying wont help you, blaming wont do you no good
Trying to help you, blaming wont do you no good
Cause when the ceiling braked, voters were just not moved

All last night, she spoke of the ceiling and droned
All last night, she thought of the ceiling and moaned
Thinking about the Donald and his White House home

Goin, going back to Chappaqua
Goin' to Chappaqua ..

Falling down, falling down now
Falling down, falling down .....