V1
Momma, Momma, it's a mad, mad world
I feel bad for all the boys and girls
Fallin' in from the astral plane
Out of the great unknown into the grand insane
But listen, children, I've got good news
You don't have to play by the rules
So step right up and just stake your claim
And I'm gon' teach you how to play the game
CH1
Just
Throw your punches and have no hesitance
Follow hunches in spite of evidence
This whole Earth is just a private residence, and
You could be President
V2
Momma, Momma, I hate to say
Dog eat dog seems like the only way
To take your seat in the captain's chair
Lord knows, the golden rule ain't gonna get you there
So don't be humble and don't be kind
All that noise is just a waste of time
(It's a waste of your time)
And pay no mind to what the people say
So long as the people say your name
(Keep 'em sayin' your name)
CH2
Just
Throw your punches and have no hesitance
Follow hunches in spite of evidence
This whole Earth is just a private residence, and
You could be president
V3
Momma, Momma, it's hard to see
That old Lady called Liberty
Weeping into that New York bay
Well if I could console her, this is what I'd say...
CH3
Just
Throw your punches and have no hesitance
Follow hunches in spite of evidence
This whole Earth is just a private residence
And it's all yours, so you can make your mess of it
Run your mouth and mix all your messages
Twist the truth until you can't make sense of it
You can't lose if you can keep on bendin' it,
You could be President
You could be President
You could be President
You could be President
Aaron Lee Tasjan is one my favorite artists. I feel a kindred spirit to his songwriting, and lyrically he is right up there with all the greats. This cat makes me cry and laugh in the same song. Theo Katzman
Released in 2001, “The Convincer” is a gentle gem in the Nick Lowe catalog; an anniversary edition provides opportunity for rediscovery. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 20, 2021