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Ministry of Lies


They're testing for truth in the mud on the floor
Making a case for the ritual lie
They're filing reports that the system is bugged
They're standing on chairs and touching the sky

There's witchunts going on, going on

They're wiring themselves in interview rooms
Auctioning new identities
They're playing their closet conspiracy games
While deviants rule in the corridors

They're testing for truth as they're glued to the screens
In spiderlike words they scurry and slide
As the bugs multiply as they try to retrieve
The paranoid mind as the bugs multiply

As the bugs multiply as they try to retrieve
The paranoid mind, the paranoid mind

They're testing for truth in the mud on the floor
Making a case for the ritual lie
They're filing reports that the system is bugged
They're standing on chairs and touching the sky
Touching the sky
Touching the sky
Touching the sky

The Terminals 'Little Things' LP/CD (Raffmond, 1995)


 

©Peter Stapleton 2004


 


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Last updated 13 July, 2004