The Trump Went Down to Mexico
The Trump went down to Mexico
He was lookin’ for some gold to steal
He was in a bind
‘Cause he was way behind
And he was willin’ to make a deal
When he came upon this young man
Bendin’ a tortilla and fillin’ it hot
And the Trump jumped
Up on a nopale stump
And said, “boy, let me tell you what
I guess you didn’t know it
But I’m a taco vendor too
And if you’d care to take a dare, I’ll make a bet with you
Now you bend a pretty good taco, boy
But give the Trump his due
I’ll bet an expensive 40 foot wall
Against your gold
‘Cause I think I’m better than you.”
The boy said, “my name’s Enrique
And it might be a sin
But I’ll take your bet
And you’re gonna regret
‘Cause I’m the best there’s ever been.”
Enrique, fire up your comal and bend your tacos hard
‘Cause hell’s broke loose in Mexico, and the Trumpster deals the cards
And if you win, you get to keep your 24 billion share of the wall
But if you lose, the Trumpster gets your gold
The Trump opened up his case
And he said, “I’ll start this show.”
And fire flew from his oval lips
As he warmed up his Vermont Castings grill
Then he pulled a tortilla across the flames
And it made an evil hiss
And a band of gringos joined in
And it sounded something like this
When the Trump finished
Enrique said, “well, you’re pretty good, old Don
But sit down on that Corona crate right there
And let me show you how it’s done.”
He bent tacos like the Migra’s on his tail run Quique, run
The Trump’s in the House of the illegal alien
Children in the river waiting to go
Hilly, do you plan to deport? No child, no
The Trump bowed his head
Because he knew that he’d been beat
And he laid aside the plans for his wall
On the ground at Enrique’s feet
Enrique said, “Trump, just come on back
If you ever want to try again
I done told you once you son of a bitch
I’m the best that’s ever been.”
He bent tacos like the Migra’s on his tail run Quique, run
The Trump’s in the House of the illegal alien
Children in the river waiting to go
Hilly, do you plan to deport? No child, no
Maggie
September 3, 2016 4:36 pm
Not a bad adaptation of Charlie’s tune.
However, I am wondering if Ulysses might not contain more appropriate themes.
El Coyote
September 3, 2016 4:49 pm
James Joyce? I’m not up to it and it might take me 40 years or so.
The Trump Went Down to Mexico
The Trump went down to Mexico
He was lookin’ for some gold to steal
He was in a bind
‘Cause he was way behind
And he was willin’ to make a deal
When he came upon this young man
Bendin’ a tortilla and fillin’ it hot
And the Trump jumped
Up on a nopale stump
And said, “boy, let me tell you what
I guess you didn’t know it
But I’m a taco vendor too
And if you’d care to take a dare, I’ll make a bet with you
Now you bend a pretty good taco, boy
But give the Trump his due
I’ll bet an expensive 40 foot wall
Against your gold
‘Cause I think I’m better than you.”
The boy said, “my name’s Enrique
And it might be a sin
But I’ll take your bet
And you’re gonna regret
‘Cause I’m the best there’s ever been.”
Enrique, fire up your comal and bend your tacos hard
‘Cause hell’s broke loose in Mexico, and the Trumpster deals the cards
And if you win, you get to keep your 24 billion share of the wall
But if you lose, the Trumpster gets your gold
The Trump opened up his case
And he said, “I’ll start this show.”
And fire flew from his oval lips
As he warmed up his Vermont Castings grill
Then he pulled a tortilla across the flames
And it made an evil hiss
And a band of gringos joined in
And it sounded something like this
When the Trump finished
Enrique said, “well, you’re pretty good, old Don
But sit down on that Corona crate right there
And let me show you how it’s done.”
He bent tacos like the Migra’s on his tail run Quique, run
The Trump’s in the House of the illegal alien
Children in the river waiting to go
Hilly, do you plan to deport? No child, no
The Trump bowed his head
Because he knew that he’d been beat
And he laid aside the plans for his wall
On the ground at Enrique’s feet
Enrique said, “Trump, just come on back
If you ever want to try again
I done told you once you son of a bitch
I’m the best that’s ever been.”
He bent tacos like the Migra’s on his tail run Quique, run
The Trump’s in the House of the illegal alien
Children in the river waiting to go
Hilly, do you plan to deport? No child, no
Not a bad adaptation of Charlie’s tune.
However, I am wondering if Ulysses might not contain more appropriate themes.
James Joyce? I’m not up to it and it might take me 40 years or so.