If your girlfriend's lost in the woods, and it's summertime too
And she's been missing for weeks and your phony smile won't pull you through
Don't put on any airs when you're walking down that D.C. avenue
They've got that hungry press and they're really gonna make a mess out of you!

If you see Anne Marie, please tell her thanks a lot.
She blabbed to Larry King about those ties, under your bed, all in a knot
And you don't have the guts to talk to the press or take a real lie detector test
And your best friend, Dan Rather, don't wanna talk about your mess.

Up on Capitol Hill, you think it's business is as usual with power and fame
You can pick one or the other because they're just part of your psychopathic game
And if you're looking to get re-elected, you better go back to from where you came
Because the cops still need you to say what you know and take some blame.

Now some politicians, they just stand around a boast
How they manipulate the media, including the Washington Post
And picking up interns who just arrived here from the coast
Who look so fine and first but leave looking just like a ghost.

You started out with interns but soon hit the harder stuff
You thought they'd all stand behind you, when the game got rough
But the joke is on you, because there is nobody even left here to bluff
Go on back to Modesto, we do believe we have had enough!