It was a nasty campaign

we got down in the dirt

and we rolled

Shit flew everywhere

some people got hurt

how we rolled

But I raised hometown sincerity

to new heights of obscenity

and because or in spite of that

the one left standing was ... me

the servant of the people

I am not sure

but I think I was born in this chair

Put here by God

to look in your eye and say, 'I care'

Let me press your hand

let me kiss your baby, my friend

No don't you worry

about where my mouth has been

I'm the servant of the people



If I tell the truth or if I lie to you

I'm damned if I don't I'm damned if I do

So I talk out of both sides of my mouth

what the hell you expect

from the servant of the people

I'm the servant of the people

voila



I am the living proof

that you can't get along

Are we not men, you and I

we compete for the bone

We're all touchdowns and fluids and steam

a sharp stick in brotherhood's dream

and if you could pack all your troubles in a box

you would float them downstream

Don't lie to me

to the servant of the people



Well if I tell the truth or if I lie to you

I'm damned if I don't and I'm damned if I do

So I talk out of both sides of my mouth

what the hell you expect



And when I tell the truth and I lie to you

I'll be damned if I don't I'm damned if I do

and I'm building up a massive static charge

in this chair

get the hell off my phone

I'm the servant of the people