This crappy west coast hippie scene is becoming quite a drag
It seems that all my freaky clothes are turning into rag
The time has come to break the strings
Free to form constructive things
Tear the world right off its hinges
Chorus
Vote for me
Vote for me
Sign across the line
Vote for me
Vote for me
We can overtake the world
For some millions in this place and their views are never heard
They take precautions just in case you say a dirty word
With adverts comments they promote
Re-elections antidote, just a game to catch your vote
Chorus
Take up your pen
You wont regret it
Never met such an opportunity
For the people who are in the way
Make a new election day
Please correct me if I seem to be making too much noise
In this profession people rush to cut you down to size
So after all the seats are played
Dig my brain with a golden spade
Theres a fortune to be made
Chorus and repeat
