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'Til God Comes Down

1. He kicked off his campaign in a one horse town, two miles east of Jesus
Talkin' out of both sides of his mouth, he'll say anything to please us
And he'd sell his Mother on the street if he thought that it would fly
There must be a school where they teach these fools to cover up and lie

2. The news is red with blood 'til I turned white now I'm so blue
This circus has no elephant or donkey I can turn to
You can bet your boots they're in cahoots, to squeeze the little guy
'Cause when the crooks get their kicks in politics,
they'll be bleedin' us all dry

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Why do we hang the petty thieves and elect the great ones?
Trust them with our lives and all the horses and the guns?

3. He says my country right or wrong and he's a Christian man
But wrong is wrong you can't make it right, no church or preacher can
That boat won't float and I can't vote, for the hatred they promote
Not 'til God comes down shakin' hands in town, and chances are remote

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4. If elected he says we'll be protected from those things that we must fear
Terrorists and hurricanes and things we should not see or hear
Now he's listenin' in on my telephone, but he can't hear the people scream
Katrina's beaten hell out of us, down in New Orleans

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Why do we hang the petty thieves and elect the great ones?
Trust them with our lives and all the horses and the guns?


5. The lobbyists are peddling influence on the hill
At thousand dollar dinners the candidates are dressed to kill
Now my mailbox is blocked from all those campaign leaflets that they send
I'm under attack, I want my freedom back,
who's gonna protect me from them
I'm under attack, I want my freedom back,
who's gonna protect me from them