Lucky! I was aware of Trump from a very young age. I think it was mostly just from tabloid covers in the grocery line. Maybe I saw him on Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous or something, too.
In my early teens John Gorka’s song “Where the Bottles Break” kind of gave me permission to really despise Trump, though. Thank you, Mr. Gorka. Here he is playing it more recently, he keeps getting better.
Buy low, sell high.
You get rich and you still die.
Money talks, people jump.
Ask “how high” low-life Donald What’s-his-name.
And who cares?
I don’t wanna know what his girlfriend doesn’t wear.
It’s a shame that the people at work
want to hear about this kind of jerk.
