The President's Test For Physical Fitness Lyrics - American Music Club

Once upon a time me and vudi met 

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 presiden'ts test 

Even if I can't 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 presiden'ts test 

I never felt honest telling those virutous lies 

And my toupee always gets into my eyes 

How do you pass the president's test 

I don't even want to know my score 

I don't know who's telling me the truth anymore 

I said, "the only thing that we're good for 

Is being forgotten." 

And I know you're big enough of a star 

To make sure that the job gets done 

How do you pass the president's test 

I swear one day they'll build a monument 

To the man with the most reasons for his embarassment 

How do you pass the president's test 

No I don't even want to know my score 

I don't know who's telling me the truth anymore