Oval Room Songtext
von John Craigie

In his Oval Room
In his rocking chair
He′s the president
But I don't care

He′s a businessman
He's got business ties
He's got dollar signs
In both his eyes

Got a big jet plane
Take him anywhere
Got a limousine
When he gets there

Everywhere he goes
Makes the people mad
Makes the poor man beg
And the rich man glad


He′s the president
But I don′t care, oh
He's the president
But I don′t care, oh

At the factory
Never been so slow
Gotta beg for death
Ninety-nine to go

And down on the farm
Nothing's growing there
Except the deaths they hold
In their gray hands

In the desert sand
In the jungles deep
He thinks everything
Is his to keep

He′s a real cowboy
With his makeup on
Talks to kings and queens
On the telephone


He's the president
But I don′t care, oh
He's the president
But I don't care, oh

He′s a movie star
If you stay up late
And he′ll search your car
If you don't look straight

In his Oval Room
In his rocking chair
He′s the president
But I don't care