Up in Washington
There is no ‘right’ or ‘left’
Only polished suits and greasy toupees
They tell me to be on one side or the other
When neither side, I could clearly call a brother
Sitting here, acting in civil and intelligent discourse
While sneaking off and seeking intimate intercourse
Who’s right or wrong?
Shit, I don’t know
I see only lies and deception
But this is merely a perception
Of a fed-up Plebian declaring war on the Patricians
The debt is soaring
While C-SPAN cameramen are snoring
Shooting film of monotonous exchanges
Of 90 year old men bickering for changes
In a system they started
That has done nothing more
Than mock a republic
And fool the public
Who’s right or wrong?
Shit, I don’t know
I see only lies and deception
But this is merely a perception
Of a fed-up Plebian declaring war on the Patricians
You call yourself politically apathetic
But you complain about Congress and how it’s pathetic
Expect things to change by talking?
You’re truly an idiot walking
Deceiving yourself, you’re a pawn of the system
Take up arms in civil disobedience
I beg you to fight this until your dying day
A Patrician world is full of Plebians anyway…
Who’s right or wrong?
Shit, I don’t know
I see only lies and deception
But this is merely a perception
Of a fed-up Plebian declaring war on the Patricians
