Just to follow up on the Stones-Trump connection, this song came to mind when I saw the following:
The fields of Eden Are full of trash
And if we beg and we borrow and steal
We’ll never get it back
People are hungry They crowd around
And the city gets bigger as the country comes begging to town
We’re stuck between a rock And a hard place Between a rock and a hard place
This talk of freedom And human rights
Means bullying and private wars and chucking all the dust into our eyes
And peasant people Poorer than dirt
Who are caught in the crossfire with nothing to lose but their shirts
Stuck between a rock And a hard place Between a rock and a hard place
You’d better stop put on a kind face Between a rock and a hard place
We’re in the same boat On the same sea And we’re sailing south On the same breeze building dream churches With silver spires And our rogue children Are playing loaded dice
Give me the truth now Don’t need no sham
I’ll be hung drawn and quartered for a sheep just as well as a lamb
As for the political side of it Third Rock nailed it years ago: