There's No Cure for Politician

You demand attention Every time you speak All our apprehension Comes from knowing what you seek Yes, we know your intentions That is nothing new And it is our contention Nothing you say is true We're all getting sick Of your fine rhetoric No matter what you say We won't believe you anyway "Heal thyself" we say to the sick physician But there's no cure for politician You demand exemption From all the rules you make People earning daily bread You demand a take And, about your master plan, We don't think it's funny All your bright ideas Require someone else's money! We're all getting sick Of your fine rhetoric No matter what you say We won't believe you anyway "Heal thyself" we say to the sick physician But there's no cure for politician