#226. Musing My Sedition

The Orange Prolapse called in to Fox News yesterday to talk about the insurrection.  

(Trump takes a bite outta crime... on the taxpayer dime)

“It was zero threat, right from the start, it was zero threat,” Trump said. “Look, they went in, they shouldn’t have done it. Some of them went in, and they are hugging and kissing the police and the guards, you know, they had great relationships.”

Musing My Sedition
sonofsaf

Big Mac, is bigger
It's bigger than you
And lettuce Nazi (and let us not see)
The strength of a four year shit show
The Proud Boys were not wise
So stupid and fucked up
I won’t shut up

That's me not a mourner
That's me orange tanned and white
Musing my sedition
Doing my business with Jews
And I should not have ever done it
So stupid and fucked up
I tried to call your bluff

I thought that I heard you crapping
I thought that I heard you shit
I think I thought I would ask why

Every mistress, of cherry popping flowers
I'm weighing my obsessions
Lying to fake out all the news
Like a fat, asshole fucking tool, tool
So stupid and fucked up
I’m still fucked up

A piece of shit
A piece of shit, the tip of all blasphemy
A piece of shit a dip
That gave me a disease, jailed
McDonald’s Big Mac with cheese come
Bozo the clown
Still I’m so fucked up

I thought that I heard you crapping
I thought that I heard you shit
I think I thought I would ask why

But that was just my cream
That was just my cream

That's me not a mourner
That's me orange tanned and white
Musing my sedition
Doing my business with Jews
And I should not have ever done it
So stupid and fucked up
I tried to call your bluff

I thought that I heard you crapping
I thought that I heard you shit
I think I thought I would ask why

But that was just my cream
The big lie why
That was just my cream
Just my cream
Just my cream, cream

Losing My Religion
REM

Oh life, is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spot-light
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper, of every waking hour
I'm choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt, lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

Consider this
Consider this, the hint of the century
Consider this the slip
That brought me to my knees, failed
What if all these fantasies come
Flailing around
Now I've said too much

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spot-light
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
Try, cry, fly, try
That was just a dream
Just a dream
Just a dream, dream

I never saw REM in concert.  Fail.  The closest I came was scalping the hell outta their 1989 show at Riverfront Coliseum in Cincinnati... while physically living in Dayton.

My buddy Quark does a pretty solid rendition of the Michael Stipe "Losing my Religion" dance move.

Please do not share this information with former President Donald J. Trump, Michael Stipe imitators, and/or Big Mac fanatics.