Portland Under Attack (Trump Coffee Shop Warzone) - Parody Song - Lyric Video скачать в хорошем качестве

Portland Under Attack (Trump Coffee Shop Warzone) - Parody Song - Lyric Video

Lyrics: I saw a man with a latte, double foam on top, He whispered “namaste” — oh, when will it stop? The farmers’ market’s crowded, organic kale in sight, Clearly this is chaos, we must prepare to fight. Roll in the tanks for the candlelit cafes, Drop the paratroops on the indie matinees. Portland’s in peril — the scones are out of hand, Only the military can save this gentle land! A woman knit a sweater, the colors were too bright, She hummed some indie folk tunes — suspicious leftist spite. A bookstore in the distance, with poetry on display, Better call the Guard in, or freedom slips away. Roll in the tanks for the candlelit cafes, Drop the paratroops on the indie matinees. Portland’s in peril — the scones are out of hand, Only the military can save this gentle land! Baristas with their steam wands, A drummer in the park, Craft beer flowing freely, That’s where the riots start! Quick, summon reinforcements — Before the tofu spreads, We’ll never know what damage These kombucha kegs have led. Roll in the tanks for the candlelit cafes, Drop the paratroops on the indie matinees. Portland’s in peril — the scones are out of hand, Only the military can save this gentle land! Yes, only the military can save this gentle land! So if you hear the chanting, It’s just a yoga class, But we’ll treat it like an uprising, Bring helmets made of brass. Oh Portland, oh Portland, so peaceful and well-known, We’ll save you with an army… from your coffee shop warzone.