"Have It Your Way."

Have it your way, have it your way
 You know what my way is?
 Hot
 How 'bout a hamburger that's fuckin' hot!?
 DON'T BLAME ME, I'M FROM MASSACHUSETTS!
 Dick!
 You still there babe?
 Sorry about that
 Ten miles from the airport
 I'm startin' to lose it here
 Stay with me baby, talk me down
 You know, Dick, in this
 The waning hours of your administration
 It seems appropriate to look back
 At your long years of public service
 And to conclude
 That as our President
 You really bit the big one
 Wazoo city babe
 What can I say?
 And you know what?
 This cracks me up
 I voted for you
 Yes, I gave you my vote
 My sacred democratic trust
 And you know what you did?
 You pissed all over it!
 Ah what the hell
 Guys like you
 You piss all over everything
 You piss all over the country
 You piss all over yourselves
 You piss all over me
 Yeah, yeah I know
 "Sam, don't say it!
 You're my main man
 Guys like you, you're the backbone of the nation
 Sammy,"
 SHUT UP DICK!
 I'M TALKIN' NOW!
 ALRIGHT!?
 I'M TALKIN' AND YOU'RE LISTENIN'!
 Here
 Have you seen the papers lately?
 Grandma lives in packing crate
 Sewage closes Jersey beaches
 Saudi prince buys Howard Johnsons
 What the hell is goin' on here, Dick!?
 It wasn't supposed to be like this
 It wasn't, but it is
 And schmucks like you, you're tellin' us it isn't?
 "Everything's fine, it's great, it's Miller time."
 What Miller time!?
 The woods are burnin', Dick
 What can we do?
 We want to make things better
 How?
 "Let's hold an election."
 Great
 The Democrat says he'll fix everything
 The Republicans fucked up
 The Republican says he'll fix everything
 The Democrats fucked up
 Who's tellin' us the truth?
 Who's lyin'?
 Someone's lyin', who?
 We read, we guess, we argue
 But deep down we know
 That we don't know
 How can we?
 Oil embargos
 Megatons
 Holes in the ozone
 Who can understand this crap?
 We need to believe, to trust, like little kids
 That someone wants what's best for us
 That someone's lookin' out for us
 That someone loves us
 Do they?
 No, they lie to us
 They lie about what's right
 They lie about what's wrong
 They lie about the FUCKIN' HAMBURGERS!
 And when we realize they're lying
 Really realize it in our gut
 Then we get scared
 Then we get terrified
 Like children waking in the dark
 We don't know where we are
 "I had a bad dream
 Mommy, Daddy, Sammy had a nightmare."
 And then Daddy comes and takes me in his arms and says
 "It's okay Sammy, Daddy's here
 I love you kid
 Your Mommy doesn't, but I do."
 And then Mommy comes and holds me tight and says
 "I gotcha bubula
 I'm here for you
 Your daddy isn't, but I am."
 And then where are we?
 Who do we believe?
 Who do we trust?
 What do we do?
 We do the only thing we can do
 We kill the President