Mr. politician

Mr. Position sitting on your perch
Looking at the numbers, thinking what we’re worth

You’re price is your conscience when though it allowed
So put your finger infidel
We’re only good when we’re down

What can we say what suspense?
From the wings of democracy they say is right
So we can go forth with hand in hand
listen to our betters make dead a man
but don’t forget where you’ve come from
Down at the bottom where you belong

Would it do any good if I voted for a leech?
Maybe the leech would practice what he preached

They don’t give a f***
They don’t give a toss
Your vote for a pig, it wont be no loss

Mr. Position sitting on your perch
Looking at the numbers, thinking what we’re worth

You’re price is your conscience when though it allowed
So put your finger infidel
We’re only good when we’re down

Mr. Politician
Mr. Politician
Mr. Politician
Practice what you preach