(Lyrics: Key, Barry Donegan, Aaron "Skeet" Childress - Music: Key) I was taking a walk during my lunch break, and came across a man in a dirty brown jacket covered with many political bumper stickers that had contradicting slogans. He looked me right in the eye, and then he said: Keep it down, the FBI is watching me They bugged my lunchbox because I know their filthy schemes They're going door to door and taking everybody's jobs The CIA gave me LSD Political bum, Political bum He's got his opinions and a bottle of rum. He used to be a hippie now he lives on the streets Striking up debates with everyone that he meets. Political bum I tried to get away, but he followed me, holding up his sign that said, "Will eat for food." My avoidance seemed to fuel his passion, and I braced myself for another barrage of confusing rhetoric. I lost my balls to a bomb in Koreatnam They have sex tape Kim Jon Ill and Uncle Sam Mountain Dew is a fundamental human right You sank my partisanship The sun was beginning to set at this point, and I could tell that he was just getting warmed up. Insane or not, you had to admire his dedication to his ideals. Whatever they are. Tinfoil helmet is protecting my brain waves The DMV is run by alien sex slaves 911 was an upside job Somebody kill the fucking whales Republican or Democrat, you can't really tell But your eyes start to water when you notice the smell You won't never get me back on a plane I caught herpes from the TSA JFK shot Abraham Lincoln Somebody give me some change I see him on the corner almost everyday I think he takes his showers at the YMCA
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