Pick up your receiver
Calling to the leader
No matter what number you dial
Listen and you'll hear him
Creeping like a fever
They're tapping on into the line
In your car, in your home
You're never on your own
They're keeping tabs on you from the sky
You can run if you want
Girl I know you won't
We're the revolution
That's moving just to stay alive
I don't give a damn who's president
Tapping on the phone lines
Kicking at the Jams, get 'em listening
Baby cause it's no crime
How are we supposed to feel when it all ain't real?
Flipping through the New York Times
I don't give a damn who's president
Baby and it's no crime
Oh Satanic creatures
Holy non-believers
Gunning for the chance on the throne
Singing "Hail to Caesar"
If you don't it's treason
Got to go and cast your vote
In your town, underground
They're working hard right now
Building war machines that can fly
Better stop looking 'round
Did you hear that sound?
We got the solution
Just blow it all up into the sky
I don't give a damn who's president
Tapping on the phone lines
Kicking at the Jams, get 'em listening
Baby cause it's no crime
How are we supposed to feel when it all ain't real?
Flipping through the New York Times
I don't give a damn who's president
Baby and it's no crime
Go dance for the air force band
War time players gotta get your number
Old man moving in demand
Lady [?] can I get your number?
Get your number
I don't give a damn who's president
Tapping on the phone lines
Kicking at the Jams, get 'em listening
Baby cause it's no crime
How are we supposed to feel when it all ain't real?
Flipping through the New York Times
I don't give a damn who's president
Baby and it's no crime
