I saw his face, on every channel
His slogans in all the papers
I heard people, repeat his words
I saw them shouting, his flag in their hands
I saw him making promises
I heard him talk about life
Coroner
But I saw his fingers too
They were crossed behind his back
Darling...of the TV screen
Manipulator...of the purse strings
Master...of the spoken words
Jackal...with connections
Worshipped...by the masses
Leader...with ulterior motives
[Is neither a good offense or defense]
[Get with it boys and girls]
[Your house needs to be put in order too]
His slate, clean as snow
Covers over his dark past
To be in league with workers
Pictures he loved to see
But I read in his eyes
Promotion...reality
He played his part to the end
Shot...leaving a shambles