You Could Be President - Theo Katzman

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

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

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, no, no

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)

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

Momma, Momma, it’s hard to see

That old Lady called Liberty

Weeping into that New York bay, no, no

Well if I could console her, this is what I’d say…

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