Born and raised in the USA
I got a different type of DNA
I got a bloodline from Texas to Maine
We run the world like a parlor gameNow I'm the last sucker
Now I'm the last one
No longer in charge of anyoneI got twins and a Stepford Wife
I never had to work a day in my life
I never studied but got my degree
I never had to with my family treeNow I'm the last sucker
Now I'm the last one
No longer in charge of anyoneI got others tell me what to say
I'm like an actor in a tragic play
They give me speeches I can't understand
It doesn't matter as long as no one else canLast sucker, sorry fucker
Nice try
Last sucker, sorry fucker
Bye, byeNow it's my turn for something to say
You made me king so I could have my way
The people hate me and I don't know why
They hate me more with each and every lieLast sucker, sorry fucker
Nice try
Last sucker, sorry fucker
Bye, byeLast sucker, sorry fucker
Nice try
Last sucker, sorry fucker
Bye, bye
Songwriters
THOMAS MICHAEL VICTOR, AL JOURGENSENPublished by
Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY