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(instrumental intro)
You're broke and unhappy.
The poor aren't my kind.
Budget is not healthy, yeah.
Polls high but unfounded.
No thought and I'm overwhelmed.
I'm lost and unhelpful, Cheney.
What it all comes down to
Is that everything's suitin' me fine, fine, fine.
I've got one hand in their pocket,
And the other one is keeping the debt high.
Was drunk, but now sober.
My friends want you underpaid.
I'll nap, say I'm working, yeah
Don't care that I'm shiftless.
The surplus already gone.
I'm wrong and not sorry, Cheney.
What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be quite all right.
I've got one hand in their pocket,
And the other is taking from cigarettes.
(instrumental interlude)
What is all comes down to
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet.
I've got one hand in their pocket,
And the other one is giving them the sign... mmmm...
I'm lost and unfocused,
Still green and unwise.
The press is my patsy, Cheney.
Planes hit and I'm laughing.
Act brave but I'm chicken sh*t.
I'm sick and I'm petty, Cheney.
What it all boils down to
Is that no one's really got me figured out just yet.
I've got one hand in their pocket,
And the other one is playing my Game Boy.
What it all comes down to, my friends,
Is that everything's just lies, lies, lies.
I've got one hand in their pocket,
And the other one is aiding the Enron grab...
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