The Song Fight Bulletin Board

By Johnny Cashpoint.
Uses drum samples taken from The Horrors' 'Silent Sister' and Philip Katerine's 'Sous Mon Bob'

Hey there, Don Don, don't deport me,
Are you taking the piss?
Even I don't find this funny
And I'm a Dadaist!

You are just a human dead-end.
What a massive raging bell-end!

You want Greenland. You want Gaza
And world trade tariffs.
Constant screaming does not mean your
Tantrums won’t persist.

You are just a human dead-end,
Waving round your tiny bell-end.

I’d be cleverer, but I can't be bothered
It’s not worth the lies you offer
Close all my borders on executive disorder,
Scream at the chaos, through your world of torture -

[screaming]

Oh good golly, April folly!

What an embarrassing time to be the average American.
What an embarrassing time to be a humane human being -
Gak.

I've been diagnosed with executive disorder
I've been diagnosed with executive disorder
I've been diagnosed with executive disorder
One of these days I’m gonna lose control

I start a new project every day
I don't make plans cause they get in the way
I ask no questions and I hear no lies
I run this place by the art of surprise

I move fast and break things and leave the mess
Someone else will clean up all my shit, I guess
I'm pretty sure it won't be all the buddies I hired
With any luck it's gonna be the losers they fired

I've been diagnosed with executive disorder
I've been diagnosed with executive disorder
I've been diagnosed with executive disorder
One of these days I’m gonna lose control

I’m putting up tariffs and Mexican walls
Just to show you people the size of my balls
You can’t start a fire ‘cause I’m flooding the zone
I can mess up the world with an app on my phone

I get my ideas from religious sects
But they gotta give me money or they get no respect
A baseball cap is my favourite suit
A stiff high-five is my favourite salute

I've been diagnosed with executive disorder
I've been diagnosed with executive disorder
I've been diagnosed with executive disorder
One of these days I’m gonna lose control

Executive Disorder
Pigfarmer Jr

(With apologies to Percy Blysshe Shelley)

Ambition, power and avarice now have hurled
Death, fate and ruin on a bleeding world
Oppressors of mankind to YOU we owe
The baleful streams from whence these miseries flow
Is this the system which thy powerful sway
Which else in shapeless chaos sleeping lay?
Monarchs of earth! Thine is the baleful deed
Thine are the crimes for which they subjects bleed!

Executive disorder
Executive disorder

With woe and war and terror in his train
Listening, he pauses on the embattled plain
See! Gory ruin yokes his blood-stained car
He scents the battle's carnage from afar
Hell and destruction mark his mad career
He trades the rapid step of hurrying fear
Whilst ruined towns and smoking cities tell
That thy work, Monarch, is the work of hell!

Executive disorder
Executive disorder

Executive disorder
Executive disorder

Zinkline - Executive Disorder

In the shadows where the whispers hide
Dressed in suits and tailored ties
In their eyes are dollar signs
Profits over people behind their lies
Drenched in power, they drown in greed
While people struggle, they watch them bleed
Secret deals in the dark of night
They will never do what’s right

Wake up, wake up, can’t you hear the call?
They’ve had a taste now they want it all

Here comes a monster with a silver tongue - Executive disorder has begun
Building his empire on the backs of young - Executive disorder has begun
His oath of office is a hit and run - Executive disorder has begun
He’s burning bridges and he’s having fun - Executive disorder has begun

When every promise they made is kept
Their lust for power goes on unchecked
It’s not betrayal its what we should expect
Deaf ears won’t hear us when we object
Truth obscured behind red white and blue
They’re out for blood and your children too
It’s only time until they’re after you
You think you’re safe but that’s just untrue

Wake up, wake up, can’t you hear the call?
They’ve had a taste now they want it all

Here comes a monster with a silver tongue - Executive disorder has begun
Building his empire on the backs of young - Executive disorder has begun
His oath of office is a hit and run - Executive disorder has begun
He’s burning bridges and he’s having fun - Executive disorder has begun

Solo

Wake up, wake up, can’t you hear the call?
They’ve had a taste now they want it all

Here comes a monster with a silver tongue - Executive disorder has begun
Building his empire on the backs of young - Executive disorder has begun
His oath of office is a hit and run - Executive disorder has begun
He’s burning bridges and he’s having fun - Executive disorder has begun