The Day the GOP Died

As Donald Trump secures the Republican nomination for president, the GOP convention feels more like a wake than a wedding. And what’s a wake without a good drinking song?

THE DAY THE GOP DIED

A long, long time ago
I can still remember how their principles made me smile
And I knew if they had a chance
The GOP could advance
A conservative agenda for the rank n’file

But Super Tuesday made me shiver
With every election result delivered
Bad news on the internet
Trump amassing all the delegates

I can’t remember if I cried
When news came of the Indiana landslide
Something touched me deep inside
The day the GOP died

CHORUS
So bye, bye Republican part-y
No Cruz, Paul, or Kasich and now Trump is the guy
And them red state boys gave a scream and a sigh
Sayin’ this’ll be the day the GOP dies
This’ll be the day the GOP dies

Did you read the Constitution
Or toss it away for Trump’s Bible collection
It’s big, strong, and ten feet tall
Now those who wish to immigrate
Will be thwarted by huge, tall gate
or perhaps the biggest, most beautiful wall

Well I knew the party was going down
When even Paul Ryan wore a frown
And people even started to like Cruz
Now we’ve got those GOP blues

I was a lonely voter without a voice
In a party controlled by the good old boys
But now it seems we have no choice
The day the GOP died

CHORUS REPEAT