Anyone who ever hailed you
Would tell you the words you're wheeling
Anyone who ever flaunted you
Would try to sell you like a box of Tide
The only ones who're still undaunted
Start unreeling the steps you're taking -
The only thing you never feel is doubt:
Wait a minute, can't you see
That I wanna join with the stars
Rating all your charms
I . . . I'll deal you what I can't comprehend . . .
Too many words are token
A party's promise
Never came with a price-tag
So many words are left as slogan
My head is hurting despite my ice-pack
After all the claims you gave me
Health and tax and schools and even pension
You'll never know how much you irk me -
Stay a minute, can't you see
That I wanna join with the stars
Rating all your charms
I . . . I'll deal you what I can't comprehend . . .
