The Clash The Leader Lyrics

The Leader Lyrics

Atom secrets, secret leaflet
Have the boys found the leak yet?
The
molehill sets the wheel in motion
His downfall picks up
locomotion

The people must have something good to read on a
Sunday

The leader's wife takes a government car
In the dark to meet
her minister
But the leader never leaves his door ajar
As he swings his
whip from the Boer War

He wore a leather mask for his dinner
guests
Totally nude and with deep respect
Proposed a toast to the votes
he gets
The feeling of power and the thought of sex!

Now the girl let
the fat man touch her
Vodka fumes and the feel of a vulture
The driver
waited in the embassy car
The fat man's trap was set for capture
So the
girl let the thin man touch her
Mixing questions, drunken laughter
The
ministry car was waiting there
A minister knows his own affair

The
people must have something good to read on a Sunday