I'm making a political wish
and I wish it all down on you.
I'm getting so sick of it all
you're not worth the sh** on my shoe.
You'll never fool a man like me
I'm getting too long in the tooth.
Politicians may come
policians may go,
but the song remains the same
on the political roadshow.
Someday I'll be above it all,
maybe someday I'll be above it all.
Facts of art and life below the line
the censor cuts with blunted knife.
Things you don't see never happen
flashing lights may keep you other wise occupied.
The truth may shift
but still it fights on.
Give a helping hand if
it needs a home.
So dance on fools,
cover your eyes,
while things that count lay brutalised.
Someday I'll be above it all,
maybe someday I'll be above it all.
Sometimes I look in magazines
to see who I can be this week,
but the face in the mirror won't fit
it doesn't look a bit like me.
I'll try to be handsome on the inside
where no one else can see,
I'll bang my heart and punch my face
and once more dream myself to sleep.
Someday I'll be above it all,
maybe someday I'll be above it all.