Little white lies-they hold little surprise
Good things come in threes
The places I haunt-the powers I taunt
And the little I need-I need!
Where the arrogance of presidents-drive with the top down
And pop singers bite bullets-and pops kiss the ground
The most favoured nations-should be atheists
Not the penny pinch manipulators-of the fundamentalists
For everyone spotted-ten get missed
The deeper you look-the longer the list
And the CNN callning card-red herring day, "No news today"
Somebody somewhere indirectly directs them on their way
Stand up a token figure-and twist whatever they say
Pin it on no one-it doesn't matter anyway
How many political despots worked for the USA
And who controls down South America way
and who controls the modern Russian way
Death in the streets, death is a project
All in the weak, the poor, the rich, the racist
and free thought should be looked upon
As an enemy
Because free thought went to jail, long ago
What a pity
The spider's kiss, the White House astrologists
How many political despots worked for the CIA
The spider's kiss, the White House astrologists
F*ck, it's the CIA
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Little white lies-they hold little surprise
Good things come in threes
The places I haunt-the powers I taunt
And the little I need-I need!
Where the arrogance of presidents-drive with the top down
And pop singers bite bullets-and pops kiss the ground
The most favoured nations-should be atheists
Not the penny pinch manipulators-of the fundamentalists
For everyone spotted-ten get missed
The deeper you look-the longer the list
And the CNN callning card-red herring day, "No news today"
Somebody somewhere indirectly directs them on their way
Stand up a token figure-and twist whatever they say
Pin it on no one-it doesn't matter anyway
How many political despots worked for the USA
And who controls down South America way
and who controls the modern Russian way
Death in the streets, death is a project
All in the weak, the poor, the rich, the racist
and free thought should be looked upon
As an enemy
Because free thought went to jail, long ago
What a pity
The spider's kiss, the White House astrologists
How many political despots worked for the CIA
The spider's kiss, the White House astrologists
F*ck, it's the CIA
Good things come in threes
The places I haunt-the powers I taunt
And the little I need-I need!
Where the arrogance of presidents-drive with the top down
And pop singers bite bullets-and pops kiss the ground
The most favoured nations-should be atheists
Not the penny pinch manipulators-of the fundamentalists
For everyone spotted-ten get missed
The deeper you look-the longer the list
And the CNN callning card-red herring day, "No news today"
Somebody somewhere indirectly directs them on their way
Stand up a token figure-and twist whatever they say
Pin it on no one-it doesn't matter anyway
How many political despots worked for the USA
And who controls down South America way
and who controls the modern Russian way
Death in the streets, death is a project
All in the weak, the poor, the rich, the racist
and free thought should be looked upon
As an enemy
Because free thought went to jail, long ago
What a pity
The spider's kiss, the White House astrologists
How many political despots worked for the CIA
The spider's kiss, the White House astrologists
F*ck, it's the CIA
Writer: JOHN LYDON, JOHN ALEXANDER MCGEOCH, ALAN DIAS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY