Peter Bazooka

Tuesday - yes, it was Tuesday When I saw my congressman coming out of the titty bar He didn't look like my congressman, but that's okay Nobody really looks like themselves anymore I think its got something to do with that crap They've been pouring into the water I decided it might be wise to follow the congressman Just to see what he was up to After all, my tax dollars do pay his salary The congressman got into a taxi, so I hailed a taxi Despite the obvious dangers involved And the coloured voices in my head began to sing: All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall And I can hear it all, yes I can hear it all All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall And I can even hear the little insects crawl The congressman was in taxi number 23 And I was in cab 17 But numbers are meaningless in this kind of cat and squid game My driver was an Aries And he laughed when I said "Follow that cab!" And he kept laughing until he saw the cold blue steel of Little Elvis "Keep your god-damn hands off that radio!" I warned him "I work for the government!" This is actually a half truth I'm really a bike courier But I make a lot of deliveries to government offices That's where I heard about the cheese And the coloured voices in my head kept singing: All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall And I can hear it all, yes I can hear it all All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall And I can even hear the little insects crawl There's this super secret government program called "Operation the cheese stands alone" It's the congressmen's pet project They claim that they're giving surplus cheese to the needy I, of course, have my suspicions After 15 very quiet minutes The congressman's cab pulled up outside a warehouse I had the Aries circle around the building and drop me off He seemed to be grasping the importance of my mission Since he said I didn't have to pay him As long as I promised to stay very far away from him and his taxi I swear, some people just don't want to get involved All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall And I can hear it all, yes I can hear it all All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall And I can even hear the little insects crawl So I walked into that cold dark place Little Elvis drawn and ready for action I too was ready - Ready for the moment when I would be a real American All I gotta do is bang my head on the wall And I can have it all, yes I can have it all All I gotta do is bang my head on the wall And I can even make the little insects crawl (x3)