I went to party with a girl in the city on election night
I was hoping that we're going to make a move to the left
But we're gonna make a swing to the right
I'm singing the blues
For a country
As we're moving to another long night
1, 2
Gonna catch that plane and fly
Gonna sail on the next high tide
Just to get away from that
co*k-s**ing mother-f**er
Darkening my mind
I stood in the corner throwing glances at the TV
Ripped the label off the bottle all night
Some s**er rode up in a Beemer trailing streamers
And I nearly got into a fight
I said “You're making a fool of the country
Holding hands with the Christian right”
And I turned to my girl and I cried
Gonna catch that train and ride
Gonna sail on the next high tide
Just to get away from that
co*k-s**ing mother-f**er
Playing on my mind
And darkening my time
All of a sudden I got something to say
I bury my head but it wouldn't go away
Sat around waiting for a brighter day
But the bad stuff's coming when the good do nothing
It's true
So what we going to do
Gonna backpack to Peru
Gonna work for a time on a farm in Timbuktu
To get away from those
co*k-s**ing mother-f**ers
Playing on my mind
To get away from those
co*k-s**ing mother-f**ers
Darkening our time