Fad Gadget - "The Brotherhood" lyrics

Golden handshakes, secret signs
Walls have ears and telephone lines
Judge and defendant, sacred brothers
They make history, they make the law

Drop the charge and accuse the others
They make money, they make war
(The brotherhood)
(The brotherhood)
Power corrupts and power succeeds
(The brotherhood)
And you take the whip right down on your knees

The butcher, the baker,
The candlestick maker
(The brotherhood)
And its caretaker
The whole of the Government
Doctors and lawyers, priests and crooks
And their minds are sick
Their hearts seem cold
Some unemployed just to cook old books
The things they'll do just to get their kicks
Spirit has spread right across the nation