Rob The Prez-O-Dent - That Handsome Devil

Uh, sittin' on the front stoop, wonderin' what we gonna do?

What the world come to, who you gonna run to?

Another year older and deeper in debt

I’m gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

You pay those bills, and you get that rent

I’m gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

Fillin' up the backpack, back in the Cadillac

Rollin' down to D.C. to get my money back

Oh man, this is awesome, a-loadin' up a shotgun

A-bury me in cash in a big black coffin

A-runnin' through the White House, mask on, lights out

In the Oval Office like, «Empty yo' pockets»

Stickin' up Congress, purses, watches

Well, I ain’t seen green since I don’t know when

I’m gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

I don’t make no money, don’t make no sense

I’m gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

You gotta pay those bills, you gotta get that rent

I’m gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

Another year older and deeper in debt

I’m gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

Walk through the doorway, lookin' so cool

Chrome six-shooter, feelin' old school

Walk through the doorway, feelin' old school

Chrome six-shooter, lookin' so cool

Get on the flo' and gimme yo' loot

Come on mo-fo', I ain’t scared to shoot

I bet ya won’t catch me, man, Fox News, C-Span

Back-to-back broadcasts, shows all weekend

Can’t catch me, man, Fox News, C-Span

Back-to-back broadcasts, shows all weekend

I say you won’t catch me, man, Fox News, C-Span

Back-to-back broadcasts, shows all weekend

Bugged-out burglarin', hurdle Secret Service men

Well, I ain’t seen green since I don’t know when

I’m gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

I don’t make no money, don’t make no sense

I’m gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

You gotta pay those bills, you gotta get that rent

I’m gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

Another year older and deeper in debt

I’m gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

Well, I ain’t seen green since I don’t know when

I’m gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

Don’t make no money, don’t make no sense

I’m gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

It’s nothing symbolic like burning the flag

Just put all your wallets into the bag

You’ve robbed me for years, and I want it all back

And that, and that

And that, and that, and that, and that

Runnin' through the White House, mask on, lights out

In the Oval Office like, «Empty yo' pockets»

Stickin' up Congress, purses, watches

I’m gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

Oh, man, this is awesome, loadin' up a shotgun

Bury me in cash in a big black coffin

Smoke 'em if you got 'em

Shoot 'em when the cops come

I’m gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

Like all too many of his contemporaries, Tom is experimenting with something he

knows little about.

He experiences an uncontrollable feeling of hilarity.

Quite without reason he exhibits a marked carelessness.

His senses and time

perception are distorted.

He becomes confused, and he displays the induced «couldn't care less» attitude