More than rich, more than famous, more than happy...I wanted to be great.
It's time to impeach the president and get a man in there to get us out of this mess.
There's a girl across the bar, I get the message she's sending. Mmm, she ain't looking too married, and me, well, I'm pretending.
Blame it on the lies that killed us. Blame it on the truth that ran us down.
I know I ain't nobody's bargain, but hell a little touchup and a little paint.
I'm a synthesist. I'm always making music. And I make a lot of different kinds of music all the time. Some of it gets finished and some of it doesn't.