Nine old friends drove cross-country
On a mission of blessing and liberty
Geared up in the morning and left right there
To sing at the rally in Farragut Square
They can put up a fence and keep out the crowd
But you can't fence in a wall of sound
So we headed downtown to serve it up loud
Got pretty wet but it didn't bring us down
METRO into Washington
Gonna rock the national phallus down
Drumming at the White House in the rain
And we won't let up until they let us in
Me and the mandolin holy man
Me and the mandolin holy man
Walking and walking and walking and walking
And walking and walking the long way round
To the giant chalice in the middle of town
Better believe our time's well spent
Throwing holy water at the monument
Gonna drum all night, let em throw us in jail
Rockin the Lincoln memorial
METRO into Washington...
The crowd was all smiles for the fireworks show
We were right there, letting rhythm go
With all the pictures people snapped
Prob'ly see ourselves tomorrow on the internet
Sometimes you do good that you'll never see
Blasting out negativity
Of the overthrow that'll surely come
Bring it all back to a goatskin drum
METRO into Washington...
So it's all the way home on the orange line
The whole band of gypsies and dr. sunshine
Victory 100 smiles at a time
And a story to tell for the rest of our lives
We did what we set out to do
Made a lot of people happy, too
That's whatcha get when you lend a hand
To the likes of the mandolin holy man
This is land is your land, this land is my land
Me and the mandolin holy man
METRO into Washington...
METRO'd into Washington
We rocked the national phallus down
Drummed at the White House in the rain
And we never let up, soaked to the skin
Maybe next year we'll do it again!
Spinners and satyrs and kittens and drummers and ryan...
And me and the mandolin holy man
Me and the mandolin holy man
This land is your land, this land is my land
Me and the mandolin holy man