A major american rock star in a shop
We were immediately jealous of his hair
And his fuel-injected sports cock
He made the usual stupid sexual jokes
About the way he comes on top
But I could tell it was a lie
By the way that he walked
How did you pass the presidents test
Even if I cant match your ability to compete
At least give me a chance to cheat
He said, are you losers making fun
Of our serious vocation?
You just gotta bring the music to the people man
And then go score a hole in one.
The pleasures of a treadmill and the factory
Took all the innocence from his eyes
Leaving him to spurt unashamed
By the size of his dull suprise
How did you pass the presidents test
I never felt honest telling those virutous lies
And my toupee always gets into my eyes
How do you pass the presidents test
I dont even want to know my score
I dont know whos telling me the truth anymore
I said, the only thing that were good for
Is being forgotten.
And I know youre big enough of a star
To make sure that the job gets done
How do you pass the presidents test
I swear one day theyll build a monument
To the man with the most reasons for his embarassment
How do you pass the presidents test
No I dont even want to know my score
I dont know whos telling me the truth anymore