The Lyrics
We own the House, Senate, all Cap'tol Hill
We are the large, in-charge, that's making you ill
And we feel alright, and we feel alright,
'Cause you'll soon be out, yeah, you'll soon be out.
We'll be gridlockin', like you had a doubt,
'Til your term runs out, 'til your term runs out.
We are the white, the male majority.
We are the right, conser-vative GOP.
And we feel alright, and we feel alright,
'Cause you'll soon be out, yeah, you'll soon be out.
We're ignoring you, and all of your clout,
'Til your term runs out, 'til your term runs out.
We got our mind made up, man, it's us who rule!
We're killing every bill you even think is cool.
(Ooh) We'll be running, (Ooh) we'll be running,
'Til your term runs out, 'til your term runs out.
And we'll show you up, and we'll shut you down,
'Til your term runs out, 'til your term runs out.
There's a Socialist in the White House now
He's been there for six years and we still do not know how
But Reagan raised us good, Reagan trained us right.
Reagan said, "Do what you want, put up a fight!"
So against the Dems, we will scream and shout.
'Til your term runs out, 'til your term runs out.
We got our mind made up, man, it's us who rule!
We're killing every bill you even think is cool.
(Ooh) We'll be running, (Ooh) we'll be running,
'Til your term runs out, 'til your term runs out.
And we'll show you up, and we'll shut you down,
'Til your term runs out, 'til your term runs out.
Oh, we all want the same thing.
Oh, we want to rule all things
Get you out, us in
You lose, we win,
D.C. or Bust,
In Beck we trust!
We own this branch, there's no-thing you can do
And come twenty-sixteen, we're making it two!
We got our mind made up, man, it's us who rule!
We're killing every bill you even think is cool.
(Ooh) We'll be running, (Ooh) we'll be running,
'Til your term runs out, 'til your term runs out.
And we'll show you up, and we'll shut you down,
'Til your term runs out, 'til your term runs out.
We own the House, Senate, all Cap'tol Hill
We are the large, in-charge, that's making you ill
And we feel alright, and we feel alright,
'Cause you'll soon be out, yeah, you'll soon be out.
And we'll show you up, and we'll shut you down,
'Til your term runs out, 'til your term runs out.
'Til your te-e-e-e-e-erm runs o-o-o-o-o-out!