Song playing right now at Trump rally:

 

The lunatic is on the grass

The lunatic is on the grass

Remembering games

And daisy chains and laughs

Got to keep the loonies on the path

The lunatic is in the hall

The lunatics are in my hall

The paper holds their folded faces to the floor

And every day the paper boy brings more

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon

And if there is no room upon the hill

And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too

I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

The lunatic is in my head

The lunatic is in my head

You raise the blade

You make the change

You rearrange me 'till I'm sane

You lock the door

And throw away the key

And there's someone in my head, but it's not me

And if the cloud bursts thunder in your ear

You shout and no one seems to hear

And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes

I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

"I can't think of anything to say except… HaHaHa!"

 

and assuming they play the "part 2"

 

All that you touch

All that you see

All that you taste

All you feel

 

All that you love

All that you hate

All you distrust

All you save

 

All that you give

All that you deal

All that you buy

Beg, borrow or steal

 

All you create

All you destroy

All that you do

And all that you say

And all that you eat

And everyone you meet (everyone you meet)

 

All that you slight

And everyone you fight

All that is now

All that is gone

All that's to come

And everything under the sun is in tune

But the sun is eclipsed by the moon