Clinton has fallen, fallen from favor; where will he go?
No one could save him, though they forgave him his job to blow
When it's his time to go, I'll think how it is to be weary

Children are restless; they know what can happen when men are vain
Talking in riddles won't keep them from knowing you've gone insane
They know a few will try to gain by trying to live like their heroes

"Save me from Starr; save me from Congress!
Hold me so close; I can't bear to go.
There's danger around me, or is it within me?
You're living forever, but I'm dying so slow!"

Inside a window that leads to your office, you'll see, you'll hear
People are talking; maybe you know them; they know you're near
Masquing themselves from fear and asking themselves who their friends are

"Save me from Starr; save me from Congress!
Hold me so close; I can't bear to go.
There's danger around me, or is it within me?
You're living forever, but I'm dying so slow!"

Well, you see that he's been here for these past few years
You see he's no good here; he just plays on our fears
As he points to his ratings, to supporters and friends
Around them he acts humble, lest their help they rescind
You'd better tell all your people to watch for a sign
To help them see that he's just been handing them one more line
Bill Clinton has fallen; he'll soon go away
Our country must move on by living each day