I Am the Party

Well, you can tell by the way I move my feet that I'm a genuine insurrectionary
 It's a kinda nervous shuffle that contrasts so well with bolsavic bravado
 And you can tell by the way I raise my hand, not in a fist but a question
 Take out your manifestos and then put them away
 And I implore you to ignore every word I say
 If my status as a figure on a stage implies authority
 I hope my caution and my age belies
 My humility and will to take my rage
 And try and turn myself into a one man landslide
 Let's kick it off with a leafleting campaign and follow it up with some public meetings
 Pressing flesh and kissing babies as I smile and promise, "Things are getting better"
 
 I am the party
 The apparatchik and the grey bureaucracy
 I am the secret police
 Manufacturing a constituency that doesn't answer back
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 I found these words in my bedroom
 Underneath old magaznies
 And I found this voice in my record collection
 Distorting tapes kept analysis awake
 You found this song, but you didn't question
 Swallowed the sleeve but did not see my tongue inside my cheek
 I am the polit-bureau, I am the velvet revolution
 It's a Budapest kick on a 56 and so
 Let's all go hand in hand to the local polling station and
 They can't or can agree, vote for themselves
 Vote for ourselves