Tuesday, January 8, 2019

Is Pink Floyd's Mother About Individual 1

I know that Pink Floyd's Mother was created in the late 1970s by a group of British Rockers, but the words fit Donald Trump so perfectly.  He has mommy issues and maybe Roger Water's met Trump on a trip to the States.  Maybe he saw this playboy real estate scam artist and wrote a song about him.  Maybe the whole Wall album is some masterful premonition or psychedelic nightmare for the future.  President John Barron is obsessed over the Wall that he crashed the U.S. government, so it makes sense that the album is about him.  Or maybe in his partying days of the 1980s, he saw the movie and became obsessed with building a Wall so that he would be remembered.  He only ran for President to feed his obsession, because he realized a private citizen cannot build a "Great Wall." 

Did David Dennison come before the movie or was the movie the inspiration for isolated dangerous character occupying the White House?  Will we soon see Trump without eyebrows and all his hair removed marching around the West Wing goose stepping and giving the crossed hammer sign?  Anyway, I altered the words only slightly to fit with our new reality.  It works.









Individual 1’s Mother

Adapted from the Pink Floyd Song

Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb?
Mother, do you think they'll like this scam?
Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls?
Mother, should I build a wall?

Mother, should I run for President?
Mother, should I trust the government?
Mamma, will they put me in Viet Nam?
Should I say my feet are flat?

Hush now baby, baby don't you cry
Mother's gonna make all of your nightmares come true
Mamma's gonna put all of her fears into you
Mamma's gonna keep you right here under her wing

She won't let you fly but she might let you sell
Mamma's gonna keep baby cozy and dumb
Ooh babe, ooh baby, ooh babe
Of course mother's gonna help build the wall

Momma, do you think she'll put up with me?
Momma, do you think she's dangerous, to me?
Momma, will she tear your little boy apart?
Mother, will she break my NDA?

Hush now baby, baby don't you cry
Mamma's going to check out all your girlfriends for you
And mamma won't let anyone dirty get through
Mamma's gonna wait up until you come in

And mamma will always find out where you've been
Mamma's gonna keep baby healthy and clean
Ooh babe, ooh baby, ooh babe
You'll always be baby to me

Mother, did it need to be so high?


by Brian Davis

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