Tuesday - yes, it was Tuesday

When I saw my congressman coming out of the titty bar

He didn't look like my congressman, but that's okay

Nobody really looks like themselves anymore

I think its got something to do with that crap

They've been pouring into the water

I decided it might be wise to follow the congressman

Just to see what he was up to.

After all, my tax dollars do pay his salary.

The congressman got into a taxi, so I hailed a taxi

Despite the obvious dangers involved

And the coloured voices in my head began to sing:



All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall

And I can hear it all, yes I can hear it all

All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall

And I can even hear the little insects crawl



The congressman was in taxi number 23

And I was in cab 17

But numbers are meaningless in this kind of cat and squid game

My driver was an Aries

And he laughed when I said