Todd Rundgren

Todd Rundgren - Public Servant lyrics

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Public servant, public slave
  It's one single slice from the cradle to the grave
  Can't remember why you're still in the race
  To be a public servant, public slave

  You got to know who Satan is
  You know you made him come alive
  You let the yahoos write the script
  When you sold your soul to survive
  I only want to hear my voice
  Come on, hit me where I live
  Let's imagine we had a choice
  Let's pretend we're persuasive

  I guess it keeps you off the street
  I guess you couldn't find honest work
  And you're content to follow the fleet
  Hanging 'round with world-class jerks
  I guess you can't have too little class
  Sometimes it pays to have no soul
  Just keep your mindset in the past
  And your head up your asshole

  It's not as if we couldn't cope
  It's not as if the pope eloped
  It's just as if you're out of hope
  And if you can't stand twice as tall
  If you're too afraid to fall
  If you haven't got the balls
  Cut 'em loose
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Warner Bros. Records Inc., WEA International Inc.

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Released in: 1991

Language: English

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