DC

And everywhere I go

I see another bum on the street

Selling me fake Oakleys and hotdogs

I can barely see the white house

Through the fog

And here in Washington

Where my forefathers made their names

I've never seen so many things to see

But the world is such a harsh reality

One, one

One, one, one, one

Rode on a plane for three hours just to get here

What a happy day

I fell asleep on the window for a while

Drooled onto the plane

Got all my bags at the airport where I landed

Reagan was its name

Now my adventure is ready to begin

But my rear is still asleep

And everywhere I go

I see another bum on the street

Selling me fake Oakleys and hotdogs

I can barely see the white house

Through the fog

And here in Washington

Where my forefathers made their names

I've never seen so many things to see

But the world is such a harsh reality

I ride a bus to the statues that I look at

They are all so big

I saw the President's limo at the White House

Bigger on TV

I watch the girls 'cause they look pretty good here

But they don't look at me

Dinner is fine and the lunch is alright

But the breakfast is so lame

And every time I see

Another giant monument

I think of all the ones who've gone before

I'm alive and I can ask for nothin more

Cause here in Washington

Where ruthless politicians rule

I can still see all the wonders of Your hand

Even though the homeless peoples' garbage cans

And everywhere I go

I see another bum on the street

Selling me fake Oakleys and hotdogs

I can barely see the white house

Through the fog

And here in Washington

Where ruthless politicians rule

I can still see all the wonders of Your hand