Politician, politician, why do you lie to me
Tell me, why is all the money so blood red
Politician, politician, do you cry like me

Do the waves come rolling through your head
Do the waves ever come rolling through your head


Mr. Mortician, Oh Mortician, do you wait for me
Mr. Mortician, has my time gone by so soon
Rich physician, rich physician, can you cure me please

because I think that I'm contracting their disease
I think that I'm contracting their disease


Street musician, street musician, can you play for me
because these headaches from the traffic are unbearable
Street musician on your mission, lost in poverty

tell me how much have you really seen
tell me how much have your eyes really seen


Politician, politician, why do you lie to me
Why'd you send my cousin Francis off to war
Politician, politician, do you cry like me

Ever wonder why it can't be more
Do you ever wonder why it can't be more