©2017
Words: Johnny Stromboli & Jane Parciak. Music: Johnny Stromboli.
A song about an asshole named Donald J. Trump. 
It is a warning call AND our opening salvo in the fight to have the mad man impeached and removed from office. 
Check out the video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y9N0z1RziqQ&feature=youtu.be

Music is the weapon. Help us spread the anti-Trump message by sharing the song and video. 
We support Bernie Sanders, Elizabeth Warren and any other like minded person who is ready to empower the entire progressive movement.
When trump lies, we answer...with art. The great equalizer,
We support #blacklivesmatter , #Women'sMarch, #Obamacare.
We condemn bigotry, xenophobia, racism, KKK, misogyny, Bannon, Sessions, Pence, Kushner, Conway and Trump.
#NotMyPresident.
Contact us on Youtube or at seattleskyfilms@gmail.com

Trump Is an Asshole

Lyrics:
Hey Trump, what news you got?
People round the country getting sick a lot

You’re saying stupid shit, I wished you’d stop
We’d feel a lot better if we had Barack

People on edge about a deadly virus
But all you do is continue to divide us

You’re lying to the people every day
We’ll see how that plays out in the coming days

Cause when it’s their mom or their pops that is dyin’
It won’t be so funny when they see your ass lyin’

As the dead rack up the truth gets real
That’s when your lies will lose their appeal

Teleprompter Trump tried to reassure the nation
A con man doing a POTUS impersonation

And even then It was a half assed attempt
Cause those who speak truth are treated with contempt

It’s all about you and getting re-elected
You don’t give a damn how many people get infected

I wish you would just go away
And let me hear what Dr. Fauci has to say

Because it’s gonna be rough, but we’ll pull through
But this whole damn thing is worse because of you

Because your greedy little fingers got the country in their clutch
And you’re a lying motherfucker that kills everything you touch

Chorus:
We’re on our own today
Can’t trust a word that the madman say
Tell us of how your hate
And the people dead gonna make us great (Repeat)

Bridge:
Moloch! The heavy judger of men
Moloch! The invisible sin
Moloch! Who’s soul is empty
Moloch! Who’s blood is running money (Repeat)

Hey Trump what news you got?
People round the country got the blues a lot

Looks like the only thing you care about
Is Wall Street bankers and the corporate plot

You say we gotta sacrifice our family
To the god of money and the aristocracy

You said it would be gone in a matter of days
Handed it to Pence and then you ran away

But now your back cause the market is crashing
Telling us the media is over reacting

Your idiotic arrogance Is painful to see
What’s worse is your utter lack of empathy

Doctors are begging you on TV
For supplies but your lies make it hard to see

The global emergency that we now face
Your criminal incompetence is a damn disgrace

I wish it were different, I wish it weren’t truth
But thousands of people will die because of you

You’re a sociopath and a narcissist
That’s what makes it so hard to deal with this

We’re on our own, alright - GET OUT O THE WAY!
You’re making it worse every damn day

But just remember when it’s over and we move on
We won’t forget all the shit that you said and done

©2020
Words and Music Johnny Stromboli (AKA John Ewing)
Recorded at Audio Heights, Seattle
MUSIC IS THE WEAPON!

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This is my take on the classic 1966 Byrds tune I See You.  Please let me know if you like it.

I See You

Sit back in your easy chair and enjoy my take on 'Little Boxes', written and composed by Malvina Reynolds.

ART: "Broadway Boogie Woogie" by Piet Mondrian

Little Boxes

We see them at the White House
We see them roam the halls
On Congress and the Courthouse
In Cabinets and Balls
They blather on the TV
They tell us who to blame
Reality's a nuisance
They really have no shame

They're weaselly little cowards
They're scheming little turds
Defend his every action
No matter how absurd
They bow before their leader
They follow him around
They praise him for incompetence
And straighten up his crown

SICKO - sycophant

They don't think much of ethics
And other childish things
It's all about appeasing
The man who pulls the strings
They scurry to his defense
They flatter him with praise
They fawn over his ignorance
And tell him they're amazed

Nostalgia is their motto
Mendacity their creed
Defenders of America 
Pre 1863 

SICKO - sycophant
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Izaak Mills on alto sax and piccolo
All other instruments and vocals by Johnny Stromboli
Written and composed by Johnny Stromboli
© 2020 Audio Heights

Sycophant

Lyrics:
It seems like yesterday
Lifetimes away
We told the world that day
That we were meant for us alone
Now that we're here
Tell me darlin' dear
Was it oh so clear
Or did we just throw lucky bones

The quiet life is calling
I've soften in my ways
The only clothes I have don't fit no more

I'm me when I'm with you
And I love ya' too
There's nothin' I'd rather do
Than see your face
When I get home
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RL Heyer on baritone guitar and pedal steel
All other instruments and vocals by Johnny Stromboli
Written and produced by Johnny Stromboli
© 2020 Audio Heights

Lucky Bones

I am a Seattle based musician with a far reaching range of influences. I write, interpret, arrange, perform and record American Music, in most of its incarnations. My studio is named Audio Heights. I am also a freelance audio engineer and do collaborative recording projects with friends and colleagues.

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