Im sick to death of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypo-critics
All I want is the truth 
Just gimme some truth 
Ive had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth 
Just gimme some truth 
No short-sighted, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dickys
Gonna Mother Hubbard soft soap me
With pockets full of hope
Or money for dope
Im sick to death of seeing things
From tight-lipped, condescending, mamas little chauvinists
All I want is the truth 
Just gimme some truth 
Ive had enough of watching scenes
With schizophrenic, egocentric, paranoiac prima-donnas
All I want is the truth 
Just gimme some truth 
No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky
Gonna Mother Hubbard soft soap me
With pockets full of soap
Its money for dope
Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth!
Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth!
All I want is the truth 
So just gimme some truth 
Well, all I want is the truth 
Just gimme some truth
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 All I want is the truth
 All I need is the truth
 All I want, I want
 Truth
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