In his Oval Room In his rocking chair He's the president But I don't care He's a businessman He's got business ties He's got dollar signs In both his eyes Got a big jet plane Take him anywhere Got a limousine When he gets there Everywhere he goes Makes the people mad Makes the poor man beg And the rich man glad He's the president But I don't care, oh He's the president But I don't care, oh At the factory Never been so slow Gotta beg for death Ninety-nine to go And down on the farm Nothing's growing there Except the deaths they hold In their gray hands In the desert sand In the jungles deep He thinks everything Is his to keep He's a real cowboy With his makeup on Talks to kings and queens On the telephone He's the president But I don't care, oh He's the president But I don't care, oh He's a movie star If you stay up late And he'll search your car If you don't look straight In his Oval Room In his rocking chair He's the president But I don't care