Lyrics: Mr. Pc

Selling me the truth but I can see your lips move
Fingers behind your back you think you can't loose
Give us all a sound bite wrap it up and plug it in
Telling me the meaning of what is is so
C'mon c'mon c'mon move on dot org
Take me to a place that I never been before
Gimme me the bad news about the trees
Gimme the good news talk to me

On and on and on and on you go tell me Mister PC
Round and round and round and round you go preach it PC
You gotta brilliant way of saying nothing at all

Privy information holding out the gold key
Gimme the creeps 'The Saudi's' gonna go free
Giving us the sign that everything's okay
Divvy up the port and pocket all the proceeds
C'mon c'mon c'mon we're the poor fools
Building up the house of the ACLU
Gimme a doctor for my disease
Gimme what I need talk to me

On and on and on and on you go tell me Mister PC
Round and round and round and round you go preach it Mister PC
Up and down and all around you go play it PC
You gotta brilliant way of saying nothing at all sell out Mister PC

On and on and on and on you go
Round and round and round and round you go reach out Mister PC
Up and down and all around you go you're the man PC
You got a billion ways of saying nothing at all