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I might as well go downtown and buy myself a suit
’Cos I’m government material
The way I twist and bend the truth
I’m a mayor in the making, a born minister, you see
I’m the president of anything that you want me to be
’Cos when I looked you in the eyes, my love
Lying through my teeth
I realized the vast proportions of my skills
But I never knew just when to stop to lie and to pretend
So I became my own political disaster in the end
I don’t even have to put up a show or run a big campaign
I’ll just promise what the people want
And they mostly want the same
A slight reduction in their taxes
More and cheaper beer
And I’ll chase the beggars off the street
So they won’t feel obliged to care
And I can look them in the eyes, my love
Lying through my teeth
And they won’t know the vast proportions of my skills
But I would not know just when to stop to lie and to pretend
So I’ll become my own political disaster in the end
There won’t be no election day
I've played every trick in the book
How I lost
Adding pain and misery to the cost
So in the early, early morning
At the roosters cry at dawn
Pouring my first cup of coffee
That’s when I feel the most alone
That’s when my mind it starts drifting
To a life that could have been
And that’s the only time of day
Pure enough to take it in
I should have looked you in the eyes, my love
Truthful and sincere
I could have offered you the love I took for fear
But I never knew just when to stop to lie and to pretend
So I became my own political disaster in the end