President

Until the lawyers sign with unbreakable pens
And you are elected the president
You’ll take the pictures down so you forget
That you are an angel that never blessed

You tell me about it when I get home get home
You tell me about it when I get home get home
You tell me about it when I get home get home
You tell me about it (Hey hey! Hey hey!)
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You tell me about it when I get home get home
You tell me about it when I get home get home
You tell me about it when I get home get home
You tell me about it (Hey hey! Hey hey!)

You carry the wisdom of a thousand men
And you could solve the problems of the government

Tell me about it when I get home get home
You tell me about it when I get home get home
You tell me about it when I get home get home
You tell me about it when I get home get home

Until the finer things can’t write you off again
And we’re all swallowed
Into the vacuum of everything
I will be aching