Scaramuccian Rhapsody

Nothing really matters

julian rogers
Jul 31, 2017 · 3 min read

Is this Trump life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape here for Anthony.
Whaddaya gonna do, look up to the skies and see
I’m just a Long Island boy, I need no sympathy
Because I’m hedge fund rich, principle-less, little scruples, less duress
Any way the non-fiduciary-binding laws allow — doesn’t really matter to me,

To me.

Mama, just killed a man
Threw Priebus under a bus
Overplayed my hand, now I too am dust.
Mama, life had just begun
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away.
Mama, ooh — didn’t mean no disrespect
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow
Call me Mooch, call me Mooch … an’ then fuggedaboudit.

Too late, my time has come
Steve Bannon has a supple spine — My body’d be aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody, I’ve got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and be the Mooch
Mama, ooh, I don’t want to die
I sometimes wish I’d never left Goldman Sachs at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramooch, Scaramooch, will you do the meltdown-o?
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright’ning me
Oyster Bay-o (hold the mayo), Babylon-o, East Quogue-o, know-a-guy-named-Figaro


(I’m not a poor boy, nobody loves me)
He’s just a douchebag from the Long Island tree
Spare us his life and this monstrosity

Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Ivanka! No, we will not let you go (let him go!)
Ivanka! We will not let you go (let him go!)
Ivanka! We will not let you go (let me go!)
Will not let you go (let me go!)
Will not let you go (let me go!)
Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no …

Oh Buttafuoco, Buttafuoco … Buttafuoco let me go!
Long Island’s worst has been put underground by the guy from Queens … from Queens … from Queeeeeeeeeeeeenssssss!

So you think you can divorce me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby! Yes I’ll pay for the baby!
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta heah!

Nothing really matters, when you’re Scaramucci
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters when you tweet.

Any way Trump’s wind blows …

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