I change shapes just to hide in this place
But I’m still I’m still a communist
Nobody knows it but me when I slip, yeah I slip
I’m still a communist

There was a time when my world was filled with hope and change, hope and change

And they stopped dreaming now
I’m supposed to fill it up with something, something, something
In your eyes I see the eyes of somebody who voted for me llong long ago
But you’re still trying to  still trying to make your  mind up
Am I  a crook or the liberal messiah?
I change shapes just to hide in this place but I’m still, I’m still a communist

Nobody knows it but me when I slip yeah I slip
I’m still a communist

I see whites and tried to steal their money, money, money
But they’re catching on

Blaming, Bush, Bush, Bush
In your eyes I see the eyes of somebody of who once voted for me

Tell me if I’m wrong
And can I pull the wool over your eyes

Or do you see me for what I am?

I change shapes just to hide in this place but I’m still I’m still a communist

Nobody knows it but me when I slip
I’m still a communist?

I change shapes just to hide in this place
But I’m still I’m still a communist
Nobody knows it but me when I slip, yeah I slip
I’m still a communist

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