Well I guess that this means that
We have to choose now
They're with the millennium
And the world hadn't ended
But I wouldn't start wiping the
Sweat off your brow
There's still enough weapons
To k** all seven billion of us
The presidents driving
Air Force one
His daddy gave him the
Keys and he's drunk
The governor with brothers from
Texas is next to his lexis that
Runs on tax incentives, oil and
Misdirection
Who are these clowns?
Why do they decide
Basic things for me like
If I live or die?
I don't wanna move
I don't wanna make a choice
I just wanna kiss the girls
And hang out with the boys
It's the last election
Choose a direction
Any direction (x3)
How do poor people keep from
Going insane?
Without television
They must have religion
Outdressed and outdated but
They can explain
Our dark predilections
The human condition
The king of the terrorists
Tugs at his beard
Mugs for the cameras and
Then disappears
His geons adoring morons
Worshiping the choron
Misinterpreting verses
To avoid feeling human
Who are these fools?
Why do they act like that?
Have some self respect
Don't strap a bomb to your back
You wanna take my life
Which is all I have left
You should at least know my name
My age and my s**
It's the last election
Find some protection
A little protection (x3)
Well I'm a great believer
In the freedom of the press
And it's been a huge success
Judging by the way we dress
Everything we buy gives
Someone else a voice
Those shoes were a choice
This CD was a choice
The anchor for Espan
Entertainment news
Mugs as he smiles at
The face in his shoes
And see big money looks funny as he's
Accepting his Grammys and he thanks
The god and family for a
Song called "d** and p**y"
Who are these performers?
I didn't vote them in
But they represent my country
Everywhere that I've been
In 3,000 years
They'll wonder who we are
They can just check the Emmys
The Grammys and the pop charts
C'mon!
It's The Last Election
Use some discretion
A little discretion (x3)
I saw a beautiful girl walking
Through the parking lot
Outside of the target
Next to the supermarket
She smiled at me
I'd almost forgot
The power of love
It made me feel young
George Washington's ghost is
Making out in the park
With Harriet Tubman as
The sky grows dark
Harry Houdini's doing
Tricks for his mother until
Someone comes along and tries to
Punch him in the stomach
Lincoln is drinking with
JFK in the kitchen discussing
Visions of electrical engines and
Global bridges
Who's future is this?
I disagree privately
But I still pay the tolls so they don't
Shut down the highways
If I see that girl
Imma take her out to dinner
And if I'm feeling lucky
I might even try to kiss her
So here we are
This could be...
C'mon!
The Last Election
Find a connection
Any connection (x3)
(Harmonica solo)