Lyrics Psychostick

Psychostick

Political Bum

I was taking a walk during my lunch break, and came

across a man in a dirty brown jacket covered with many

political bumper stickers that had contradicting

slogans. He looked me right in the eye, and then he

said:

Keep it down, the FBI is watching me

They bugged my lunchbox because I know their filthy

schemes

They're going door to door and taking everybody's jobs

The CIA gave me LSD

Political bum, Political bum

He's got his opinions and a bottle of rum.

He used to be a hippie now he lives on the streets

Striking up debates with everyone that he meets.

Political bum

I tried to get away, but he followed me, holding up his

sign that said, "Will eat for food." My avoidance

seemed to fuel his passion, and I braced myself for

another barrage of confusing rhetoric.

I lost my balls to a bomb in Koreatnam

They have sex tape Kim Jon Ill and Uncle Sam

Mountain Dew is a fundamental human right

You sank my partisanship

The sun was beginning to set at this point, and I could

tell that he was just getting warmed up. Insane or not,

you had to admire his dedication to his ideals.

Whatever they are.

Tinfoil helmet is protecting my brain waves

The DMV is run by alien sex slaves

911 was an upside job

Somebody kill the fucking whales

Political bum, Political bum

He's got his opinions and a bottle of rum.

Republican or Democrat, you can't really tell

But your eyes start to water when you notice the smell

Political bum

You won't never get me back on a plane

I caught herpes from the TSA

JFK shot Abraham Lincoln

Somebody give me some change

Political bum, Political bum

He's got his opinions and a bottle of rum.

I see him on the corner almost everyday

I think he takes his showers at the YMCA