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Another version for Sting to sing, since the Donald thinks his “button” is “bigger” than everyone one else’s.

Adapted from Sting’s “Russians”

“North Koreans”

In East Asia and America, there’s a growing feeling of hysteria

Conditioned to ignore to all the screams
In the empty bellies of the North Koreans

Kim Jong Un said we will bury you
I don’t subscribe to this point of view

It would be such an ignorant thing to do
If North Koreans love their children too

How can I save my little boy from Oppenheimer’s deadly toy

There is no monopoly in common sense
On either side of the political fence
Or the ignorant racist trump-ettes
(Hoping an extra line won’t spoil the parody)

We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
Believe me when I say to you
I hope N Koreans love their children too

There is no historical precedent
To print words tweeted by the thumbs of the President
There’s no such thing as a winnable war
It’s a lie we don’t believe anymore

Mr. Trump says we will protect you
I don’t subscribe to this point of view
Believe me when I say to you
I hope N Koreans love their children too

We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
What might save us, me, and you
Is if the N Koreans love their children too

 

Will someone please tell our Ruskie rube occupying the white house that even if the earth is flat and the “deep state” is in control, the nuclear winter ashes and isotopes will still blow east to west and eventually land on Mar a Lago’s golf course.

 

“Oppenheimer’s deadly toy” refers to the atomic bomb. Robert Oppenheimer was an American physicist who was considered “The father of the atomic bomb.”

He later regretted his creation, saying he intended it to be used for energy in peace time (source: “Russians by Sting Songfacts”).

Original lyrics

“Russians” out in 1985

Sting

Lyrics

In Europe and America there’s a growing feeling of hysteria.

Conditioned to respond to all the threats
In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets.

MIster Krushchev said, “We will bury you.”
I don’t subscribe to this point of view.

It’d be such an ignorant thing to do
If the Russians love their children too.

How can I save my little boy from Oppenheimer’s deadly toy?

There is no monopoly on common sense
On either side of the political fence.

We share the same biology, regardless of ideology.

Believe me when I say to you,
I hope the Russians love their children too

There is no historical precedent
To put the words in the mouth of the president?

There’s no such thing as a winnable war,
It’s a lie we don’t believe anymore.

Mister Reagan says, “We will protect you.”
I don’t subscribe to this point of view.

Believe me when I say to you,
I hope the Russians love their children too

We share the same biology, regardless of ideology.

But what might save us, me and you,
Is if the Russians love their children too

Songwriters: Gordon Sumner / Serge Prokofieff

Russians lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC