So bow down to the unofficial rules
Not because you want to, because you have to
Bow down to the politician's shoes
Because he needs you, because he loves you

It's the dirty finger pushing goons
Who tap your wires, invade your rooms
They claim it's understood because it's for your own good

Bow down to the unofficial rules
Not because you want to, because you have to
Bow down to the politician's shoes
Because he needs you, because he loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah-oh-oh-oh

All right, now people calm right down
Pay no attention to those clowns
And we gotta keep it cool, gotta play their little game
Then we spark a little fire and we spread a lot of flame

Next thing you know roots are gonna grow
Then we see how fast we overthrow
There's nothing they can do, there's nothing they can do

Bow down to the new mob rules
Not because you want to, because you have to
Bow down to my new suede shoes
You know we need you, you know we love you
So bow down, ohhhhhh-hoah, bow down, ohhhhhh-hoah, all right...