No candidate would i support
His platform could i endorse
Another accomplice slinging dirt
Campaign promises falling short
I don't belong to any race
Pledge allegiance to a place
No borderline in the sand i'd trace
I'm just a sucker for a pretty face

Uncomfortable in the realm of the political
Position's always been a little left of cynical
I'm fundamentally for the individual
Preoccupied purely with the physical

When heavy is the weight of the world,
And the river runs a little too deep
Like a hound dog chasing a bird
Sometimes a certain tom gotta peep
I'm a peek-a-boy, looking at girls
And i think i like, i think i like, i like what i see