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Good things come in threes

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

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

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

F**k, it’s the CIA