The Silver Stoat

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Jonathan King - Pop

The Silver Stoat

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You may not believe me But they call him the silver stoat With his thick white hair and his slippery tongue He's more of a snake than a goat And you may not believe them But he claims to think it's true Though it could be a lie to cover his tracks In case they decide to sue And ooh, he's gonna screw you Ooh, sticking it to you He's gonna do what they pay him to do Until his life is through They might not believe him In his tabloid position of strength But they can buy his stories Conveniently at arm's length And you may not bеlieve him When hе helps the police and press To convict all the innocent victims With headlines of pain and distress And ooh, he's gonna screw you Ooh, sticking it to you He's gonna do what they pay him to do Until his life is through See his fingers thick with blood and tears Planting rumours catering to your fears Horrid fictions, few of them are true But he's doing nicely, he's far richer than you You may not believe him As he sucks on Satan's bile But the evil he [?] Is absolutely vile And you may not believe him With the poison that he spread But everyone he'd ever cared for Has ended up crippled or dead And ooh, he's gonna screw you Ooh, sticking it to you He's gonna do what they pay him to do Until his life is through He's gonna do what they pay him to do Until his life is through He's gonna do what they pay him to do Until his life is through

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