Bloodsucking Zombies From Outer Space
Politicos
(endless Bloody Unholy Christmases, uh-oh)

Un, deux, trois, conclusions are easy to draw
But it’s not like we don’t care, oh no
‘Cause we’re told it all the time but they never let us know
On TV, the net or media, pshaw
They’re young, their hearts’re pure
But every night seems darker, we get
Them singing our sugar’s most sweet, they’re a-rappin’ to their beat
But we know true it isn’t, what they are a-singin’

“Don’t turn around, uh-oh
Politicos come to town, uh-oh”
We’re their targets and we know why
The more they talk, the faster our freedom will die

All’s clear, n’est-ce pas, we’re falling stars

They croon, “Babes, we got you, just call us Jill and Joe
And thank your stars for all our funky friends”
But our street smarts are just enough
To know what they really mean
And we get to thinking while they’re blathering
That we know they’re just talking story
Of made-up special places that they go
When they ride with others in their limos singing

“Don’t turn around, uh-oh
Politicos come town, uh-oh”
We’re their targets and we know why
The more they talk, the faster our freedom will die

All’s clear, n’est-ce pas, we’re falling stars

Well, we meet Jill and Joe and son Huntair
With their whole cool gang and all
They’re rappin’ here, they’re rappin’ there
And we’re climbin’ the walls
It’s a clear case, Politicos
‘Cause all us children know
They’re cliff pushin’ us down into a valley
They’re slipping on slick ice, not hearing us children
Sing “don’t turn around, uh-oh
People’re hip to your jive, uh-oh
We’ve got the power and you’re so weak
And your frustrations’re gonna peak
La la la la la la”

(we know)
Don’t turn around, uh-oh
Politicos in town, uh-oh
We’re their targets and we know why
The more they talk, the faster our freedom will die

“Don’t turn around, uh-oh
Politicos in town, uh-oh
Don’t turn around, uh-oh
Politicos in town, uh-oh”

All’s clear, n’est-ce pas, they’re fallen stars

“Don’t turn around, uh-oh
Politicos in town, uh-oh
Don’t turn around, uh-oh
Politicos in town, uh-oh
Don’t turn around, uh-oh
Politicos in town, uh-oh”

PS: Hat tip to After the Fire and their Der Kommissar sing

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