You Could Be President - Theo Katzman

You Could Be President

Theo Katzman

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Song Introduction

"You Could Be President" is a vibrant track by Theo Katzman, renowned for his dynamic musicianship and soulful vocals. Released as part of his latest album, the song blends elements of funk, pop, and indie rock, showcasing Katzman's versatility. The lyrics offer a catchy, uplifting message encouraging listeners to seize opportunities and embrace leadership. With its infectious melodies and polished production, "You Could Be President" has garnered positive reviews from fans and critics alike, solidifying Katzman's reputation as a talented solo artist beyond his work with Vulfpeck.

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Lyric

Wait, wait, ready, yeah

Mama, mama, it's a mad, mad world

I feel bad for all the boys and girls

I'm falling in from the astral plane

Out of the great unknown into the grand insane

But listen, children, I've got good news

You don't have to play by the rules

So step right up and just stake your claim

And I'm gon' teach you how to play the game

Just throw your punches and have no hesitance

Follow hunches in spite of evidence

This old Earth is just a private residence

And you could be President

Mama, mama, I hate to say

Dog-eat-dog seems like the only way

To take your seat in the captain's chair, yeah, yeah

Lord knows, the golden rule ain't gonna get you there

So don't be humble and don't be kind, no, no

All that noise is just a waste of time (it's a waste of your time)

And pay no mind to what the people say, yeah, yeah

So long as the people say your name (keep 'em saying your name)

Just throw your punches and have no hesitance

Follow hunches in spite of evidence

This old Earth is just a private residence

And you could be President

Mama, mama, it's hard to see

That old lady called Liberty

Weeping into that New York bay, no, no

Well, if I could console her this is what I'd say

Just throw your punches and have no hesitance

Follow hunches in spite of evidence

This old Earth is just a private residence

And it's all yours, and you can make your mess of it

Run your mouth and mix all your messages

And twist the truth until you can't make sense of it

You can't lose if you can keep on bending it

And you could be President (yeah, no)

You could be President (yeah, no)

You could be President (yeah, no)

You could be

President

- It's already the end -