President of What?

I saw the scene unfold on a rainy Sunday Creases indicating fold that kept four walls from caving in I took a little more of what I take for granted And filled my plate for fear that gears would turn And wheels would roll away Something's got to break you down Something's got to break you down Entered the scene I'm told on I think it was Monday You drove straight through and mined that quarry For all it could bleed 'til dry I took a little more 'til I got taken for granted Cause beautiful boys gave chase And when they arch your backbone It's such a dreadful sight Something's got to break you down Something's got to break you down And I'll react when faces find you With jealous fits that gag and bind you Cause nothing hurts like nothing at all When imagination takes full control And I'll react when faces find you With jealous fits that gag and bind you Cause nothing hurts like nothing at all When imagination takes full control I saw the scene unfold I saw the scene unfold I saw the scene unfold I saw the scene unfold