Shit & Lies

Somebody should kick the minister
Of agriculture’s car
He’d be made to write a list
Of who his associates are

[?] opportunist
Staring down the rifle’s sight
A pharmacy that’s closing down for good

Don’t you tell the truth
This place is full of spies
That’s why we’re [?]
Shit and lies

Painting in the gallery
Stared right back at the crowd
The glass reflected light
On you and me

Mother up the baby
All night long
And driving down that road
I got that feeling

Don’t you tell the truth
This place is full of spies
That’s why we’re [?]
Shit and lies