Ben Folds – Mister Peepers (Guitar)

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God bless the bureaucrat and the lawyer, too

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They're public punching bags. But someone’s gotta do it

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   It's not so sexy, the procedure or the truth

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I say God bless the bureaucrat and the lawyer, too

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The House Intelligence Committee piles on

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They'd love to know what Rosenstein has on the boss

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  But it’s just for cameras, yeah, it's just a show of force

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Y'all know he can't comply, But that's the point, of course

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So they call him Mister Peepers

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As the thugs all smash his glasses

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Going full Lord of the Flies

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Burning this island down to ashes

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What's the rule of law if we can't agree on what a fact is?

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There ain't nothing here to see, folks, move along, move along

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Thank God for facts

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They’re stubborn things indeed

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   But little cowboys will try cases on TV

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It doesn’t make it so,

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Because you make believe

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You can't lose in court and appeal on Hannity

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  The distinguished wrestler from Ohio,

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  He’s free to lie, he's not the one who's under oath

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  The law don't suit the boss

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This Deputy must go

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  We got him in the locker room, boys

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Start the show

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So they call him Mister Peepers

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Send some thugs to smash his glasses

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If he’s gone and peeped the wrong thing

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Then they'll burn his name to ashes

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What's the rule of law

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If we can't establish what a fact is?

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There ain't nothing here to see, folks, move along, ah move along

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  They say it dies in the dark

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Right now, they're trying to kill it in broad daylight

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Can flashlights really fight bombs?

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We'll see

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Right now

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  You boys are Christians, right?

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What would Jesus do?

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  Would he bury crimes and carry water like a stooge?

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  Or smear a family man in case he tells the truth

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   About the boss?

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Yeah, what would Jesus do?

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Would he call him Mister Peepers?

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Send some thugs to smash his glasses?

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The institution's standing tall

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Though we tried our best to trash it

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Aren't we all the keepers

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Of this fragile young Republic?

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And when all those Mister Peepers people fall…

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Lord help us all