Appraising Trump

[Intro] [Organ]

Chorus

Appraising Trump, Saint Peter said.

“Has saddened us it seems!

We’ve found times of dire and dread,

Scant with a caring dream.”

Verse 1

Of blacks whom sought a place to dwell

He lied they could afford.

To women, the words he would tell

Smote like a mighty sword.

Chorus

Appraising Trump, Saint Peter said.

“Has saddened us it seems!

We’ve found times of dire and dread,

Scant with a caring dream.”

Verse 2

He borrowed to build skyscrapers

On bankruptcies were built.

Casinos grew from junk papers,

With no moment of guilt.

Chorus

Appraising Trump, Saint Peter said.

“Has saddened us it seems!

We’ve found times of dire and dread,

Scant with a caring dream.”

Verse 3

His university a scam,

Foundation was a rook.

He never even gave a damn

Even though he was a crook.

Chorus

Appraising Trump, Saint Peter said.

“Has saddened us it seems!

We’ve found times of dire and dread,

Scant with a caring dream.”

Verse 4

He lied his way to president,

Refused a loser’s leave.

He tried to be the resident.

And the nation grieved.

Chorus

Appraising Trump, Saint Peter said.

“Has saddened us it seems!

We’ve found times of dire and dread,

Scant with a caring dream.”

Chorus

Appraising Trump, Saint Peter said.

“Has saddened us it seems!

Thee shall not find eternal bed

Within heavenly beams.”