So I dip this pen in arsenic I write a song for every president that won't ever get shot in the face
And I wrap these strings in plastic explosives I walk down to the court house with one strum I level the place
But hasn't anybody learned don't ever trust a man who plays guitar The day I rob a banks the first day I'm not lying to you or me about what I believe
So when I die then let my gravestone read rest in peace, funk no pulses no is no excuse not to dance If I live then let my heart be like a beating picket line they'll sooner see a corpse than see a scab
Hasn't anybody learned the last who make the moves are the first to say the words the day I rob a banks the first day I live my life as an honest man, an honest man The day I go to jail trying to rob a bank Is the day I finally get what I deserve