Isn't it the truth.

THE POLITICIAN SONG
Mickey MacConnell

Well, for twenty frantic fruitless years I worked in Dublin town
Reporting for newspapers. I was busy writing down
All the words of politicians in my endless quest for truth.
'Twas at such a wasted exercise I squandered all my youth.

That's the cause of my misfortune, as I'll explain to you,
For I find myself now talking like politicians do,
And if anyone should ask me, do I take sugar in my tay?
I grasp them firmly by the hand and this is what I say:

CHORUS: Well, I'm very glad you asked me that, for at this point in time,
In the circumstances that prevail, there is in the pipeline
Infrastructural implications interfaced with lines of thought,
Which lead to grass-roots viabilities, which at this time I'd rather not
Annunciate in ambiguities but rather seek to find
Negotiated compromises which are the bottom line,
For full and frank discussion which would serve to integrate
With basic fundamental principles to which we all relate,
Not indoctrinaire philosophy, which any fool can see,
An inescapable hypothesis confronting you and me,
So in the interest of the common good, now you need never fear,
For I've got the matter well in hand and I'm glad I've made things clear.

Now as you can imagine this has greatly changed my life.
An example was the fateful day on which I wed my wife.
All went well until the moment the priest asked me with a smile,
"Do you take this woman for your wife?" and swiftly I replied: CHORUS

Now I'm lying in my deathbed and I'm filled with mortal dread,
For I know that very shortly I will certainly be dead,
And when Saint Peter asks me if I'd like to come on in,
I'm sure to face damnation, for I know I'll say to him: CHORUS

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