Lyrics
cut off! he doesn’t get to play no more (the part). responsibilities outweigh the statesman’s wants (and even needs). who could argue? look at his eyes! at his ears! at his nose! at his mouth! it’s clear as everyday/cellophane what hongry focks haunt his mind/what hungry hommes honk his wife/who are you to jack my life? hey hey hey hey. bit off! chewed up at the roots. this is not a game no more. nothing but our chains no more.