Huggin a tree hard
Tryin to steal someone's back yard
Dreamin of new lies at night while he snores
Rememberin that one state
Thinking back to the debates
It may have been different had they counted once more

(CHORUS)
Pacing away again in Schizophrenicville
Waitin around for two thousand and four
Sometimes he thinks that Billy's smut was to blame
that the mass, wanted liberals no more
He thinks of the old days
And all of his old ways
And cleaning up Monica's mess off the floor
He wishes he knew why
All his lies just would not fly
They just couldn't stand his sick mind anymore

(CHORUS)

Pacing away again in Schizophrenicville
Waitin around for two thousand and four
Every night he has to cuss Nader's name
but the US, just couldn't take his liberal ass no more

(THE LOST VERSE/LIES)
He invented tie die
What the hell, even neck ties
And wrote the script Godfather part 2
He came up with sliced bread
MY GOD WHAT'S IN HIS HEAD
Maybe in college he sniffed too much glue

(CHORUS)

Pacing away again in Schizophrenicville
Waitin around for two thousand and four
It might just be that his plump wife was to blame
that the people, couldn t stand anymore
Now he s a has-been
Mopes around with all his kin
Hoping that someone remembers Algore
The tears come to his eyes
When he sees Tipper's bare thighs
Because and ex-VP just can't get good whores

(CHORUS)

Pacing away again in Schizophrenicville
Waitin around for two thousand and four
He thinks George W. is the one he should blame
That he couldn't, hang around for four more
Yes and,
He thinks Kathy Harris is the bitch he should blame
cause she wouldn't, count those just once more