It was a nasty campaign
we got down in the dirt
and we rolled
Shit flew everywhere
some people got hurt
how we rolled
But I raised hometown sincerity
to new heights of obscenity
and because or in spite of that
the one left standing was ... me
the servant of the people
I am not sure
but I think I was born in this chair
Put here by God
to look in your eye and say, 'I care'
Let me press your hand
let me kiss your baby, my friend
No don't you worry
about where my mouth has been
I'm the servant of the people
If I tell the truth or if I lie to you
I'm damned if I don't I'm damned if I do
So I talk out of both sides of my mouth
what the hell you expect
from the servant of the people
I'm the servant of the people
voila
I am the living proof
that you can't get along
Are we not men, you and I
we compete for the bone
We're all touchdowns and fluids and steam
a sharp stick in brotherhood's dream
and if you could pack all your troubles in a box
you would float them downstream
Don't lie to me
to the servant of the people
Well if I tell the truth or if I lie to you
I'm damned if I don't and I'm damned if I do
So I talk out of both sides of my mouth
what the hell you expect
And when I tell the truth and I lie to you
I'll be damned if I don't I'm damned if I do
and I'm building up a massive static charge
in this chair
get the hell off my phone
I'm the servant of the people
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