(I'm Your) President

I'm here to bring you a brand new style
Of friendly politics
In the name of people
From my bag of same old tricks

New posters, brand new slogans and my looks
They all should do
The republic together...

Just don't call me - Look I'm not your friend
By my first name - 'cos I'm your president
What you wanted - what we promised then
Has been deserted - but I'm your president

We need to get rid of these arms
And weapons of large scale
Mass mess destruction
It's their expiration date

They're gonna reach it very soon
This afternoon
You though there would be no more wars - Sorry

You can act like a clown
But don't bring me down
You need to do things the right way
You should earn a diploma
To do what you wanna
Lead a revolution one day
But today, call me Mr. President
But today, call me Msr. President



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