Ballad Of A Politician de Regina Spektor

A man inside a room is shaking hands with other men,
This is how it happens,
Our carefully laid plans.

Shake it, shake it baby,
Shake your ass out in that street,
You're gonna make us scream someday,
You're gonna make it big.

You love so deep, so tender,
Your people and your land,
You love 'em 'til they can't recall,
Who they are again.

Work it, work it baby,
Work your way 'round that room,
You're gonna make it big one day,
You're gonna make a boom.

But I am,
But I am,
But I am not a number, not a name.

But I am,
But I am,
But I am a carefully laid plan.

Shake what your mama gave you,
You know that it won't last,
You're gonna taste the ground real soon,
You're gonna taste the grass.

A man inside a room is shaking hands with other men,
This is how it happens,
Our world under command.

Shake it, shake it baby,
Shake your ass out in that street,
You're gonna make us scream someday,
You're gonna make us weak.

You're gonna make us scream someday,
You're gonna make it big.