You got’ta feed your congressman, baby
You got to feed him every day
You got’ta feed your congressman, baby
You got to feed him every day
Oh, mornin’, noon an’ nighttime 
You got’ta kiss his ass in every way

Pay his kid’s way to law school
Buy his ol’ lady a fancy car
Pay his kid’s way to law school
Buy his ol’ lady a fancy car
Supply him a little boy blue
An’ expensive Cuban cigars

You got’ta feed your congressman, baby
You got’ta feed him every time you get   
     the chance
You got’ta wine him an’ dine him   
An’ fly ‘m to Tahiti and France
The more you bribe him, baby, the deeper
He'll stick his hand down in your pants

Got the businessman in his pocket
The preacher man in his Gucci shoe
Got the businessman in his pocket
The preacher in his Gucci shoe
Started in life a rich man
An’ likely he’ll die one, too

Ignore the homeless an’ the veterans
And cut the funds for healthcare
Vote himself a raise and leave
The school lunch tables bare
Fill up the ol’ pork barrel
And build a bridge to nowhere

Pack Wall Street’s war chest
On a false weapons pitch
Take food off the poor plate
An’ give it all to the rich
Like Robin Hood in reverse
A no-class lyin’ ass son of a bitch

Headin’ up to DC                                                             
For a day of recompense                                                    
Oh, headin’ on up to DC 
People’s day of recompense
Join the million-mile protest line
A genuine capitol offense
Yeah, a genuine capitol offense


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