President Of What?

I saw the scene unfold on a rainy Sunday Creases indicating fold that kept four walls from caving in I took a little more of what i take for granted And filled my plate for fear that gears would turn And wheels would roll away Something`s got to break you down Entered the scene (i`m told) on i think it was Monday You drove straight through and mined that quarry For all it could bleed `til dry I took a little more `til i got taken for granted `cause beautiful boys gave chase and when they arch your backbone it`s such a dreadful sight i`ll react when faces find you with jealous fits that gag and bind you `cause nothing hurts like nothing at all when imagination takes full control I saw the scene unfold I saw the scene unfold I saw the scene unfold I saw the scene unfold