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You've got no vision for the long run You've got no sense of history You've got the world at your fingertips And now you have it crumblin' But if you look back far enough And find the place you started Before you held a grudge Or the highest office You do nothing every year But you're showin' up on the red carpet... I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) And it ain't you I said "Give it to me straight!" (Things are crooked) I said "Who's sticking around?" (For all the heavy lifting?) You ain't no robin hood (No) Never been in this neighbourhood (No) Thought you said this would be easy But I can smell it on ya You're some aristocrat I said "It takes a village" And you can't handle that Well I already know How the history books will react I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) And it ain't you All my girls say O-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh O-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh All my dudes go O-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh O-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh Now here's the official statement: We're street fighting on the pavement I'm going dancing like I'm raving There's no service in the basement Now I don't mean to sound impatient But I've seen the flag you're waving And I can see through all this fake shit This highest office's sitting vacant But if you look back far enough And find the place you started I promise you no charlatan Has ever died a martyr You do nothing every year But showing up on the red carpet I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) (O-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh) I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) (O-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh) I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) (O-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh) I'm looking for the people's champ (I'm looking for the people's champ) (O-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh) And it ain't you
Writer(s): Robert Max Kerman, Michael John Deangelis, Timothy James Oxford, Nicholas William Dika, Anthony Michael Carone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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