*Sung to the Tune “What’s Up?” by 4 Non Blondes

25 days of Trump and he’s still
Trying to get take away my great big hill of hope
For a destination
I realized quickly when I knew I should
That his whole world was made up of a stupid Muslim ban
Or “not a ban”– whatever that means

And so he tweets sometimes
When he’s lying in bed
Just to get it all out
What’s in his tiny head
And I, I think he’s peculiar

And so I wake in the morning
And I step online
And I take a deep breath and I get a big sigh
And I scream from the top of my lungs
WTF’s going on?

And I say, hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah
I said hey, WTF’s going on?
And I say, hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah
I said hey, WTF’s going on?
oh, oh oh
oh, oh oh

And I type…oh my god do I type
I type all the time at his fuc*ing hashtag
And I fave, oh my god do I fave
I fave every single day
Anyone who tweets: revolution!

And so I cry sometimes
When he’s tweeting in bed
Want him to just get out
Out of my head
He makes me….feel a little peculiar

And so I wake in the morning
And I step online
And I take a deep breath and I start to cry
And I scream from the top of my lungs
WTF’s going on?

And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, WTF’s going on?
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, WTF’s going on?
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, WTF’s going on?
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, WTF’s going on?
oh, oh oh oh

Four years later and my life is still
Trying to rebuild that great big hill of hope
For a destination