Swamptician Man Lyrics

Choices slimming,
Check a box!

Step up to the podium crackhead, you got your wish.
You're out of your crosshold crackhead, so speak to us all.
Tell your plans to the world Mr. President, but take no offense.
Stand proud and tall politican man, your lies touch us all.

Dazed on to the next one, awaiting warning.
There's something bout this one, they get so lost.

Quit it with the fantasies Santa, you're make believe.
Quit it with the travesties Mr, whatcha got up your sleeves?
Mr. Politician man, quit his day job, to be a showhog.
Mr. Politician man, feeds you stories, about his glories.

Dazed on to the next one, awaiting warning.
There's something bout this one, they get so lost.

Debit to the cross, not you, not me, not us!Sighlo - Swamptician Man - http://motolyrics.com/sighlo/swamptician-man-lyrics.html
Debit to the cross, not you, not me, not anyone.
Debit to the cross, not you, not me, not us!
Debit to the cross, not you, not me, not anyone.

Debit to the cross, not you, not me, not us!
Debit to the cross, not you, not me, not anyone.
Debit to the cross, not you, not me, not us!
Debit to the cross, not you, not me, not anyone.

Dazed on to the next one, awaiting warning.
There's something bout this one, they get so lost.

Shame on you! Shame on me! Shame on your facade!
Shame on you! Shame on me! Shame on me, you're fake!
Shame on you! Shame on me! Shame on your facade!
Shame on you! Shame on me! Shame on me, you're fake!

Detriment,
You're a detriment to us all.