Nathan Asher And The Infantry - The Last Election lyrics

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 Without television They must have religion Outdressed and outdated but They can explain Our dark predilections The human condition The king of the terrorists Tugs at his beard Mugs for the cameras and Then disappears His geons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)