Little white lies-they hold little surprise      Good things come in threes   CHORUS   And the little I need-I need!   The places I haunt-the powers I taunt   Where the arrogance of presidents-drive with the top down      The most favoured nations-should be atheists   And pop singers bite bullets-and pops kiss the ground   Not the penny pinch manipulators-of the fundamentalists   CHORUS         For everyone spotted-ten get missed   And the CNN callning card-red herring day, "No news today"   The deeper you look-the longer the list   Somebody somewhere indirectly directs them on their way   CHORUS   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 the modern Russian way   And who controls down South America 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   Because free thought went to jail, long ago   As an enemy   What a pity      How many political despots worked for the CIA   The spider's kiss, the White House astrologists   The spider's kiss, the White House astrologists   Fuck, it's the CIA      CHORUS   -------------------------------------------------