(girls let me tell you what a liar will do

He's always coming with something new

He'll steal your heart...)



He lives in the waste

Void of culture and taste

His eye on a prize beyond

His every word is in the right place

But his word is not his bond



His face is comely

His heart it bleeds

Yet it's but a mantel

He has donned

Mark him only by his deeds

For his word is not his bond



I'd love to take him

Out of this room

And gently break him

I'd love to see him dance!



His protogee deals

In confusion and fog

Of power he is fond

Wheels within wheels

Like master, like dog

His word is not his bond



I'm trying to swim

But i'm caught in the shallows

And i sense that i've been conned

Deliver him

To the gallows

His word is not his bond



His word is not his bond!


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