nothing is tarred

It's the bottled neck

It is made to look that way

Quickly want to make the go

Half baked cake better than nothing

But the road is still meandering

There is still no way to find the truth

Along the way important persons ignored

The power to pull strings and enforced it

The truth can be ignored for now

They try to bury it blocking every way

Finding a fall guy everything is fine!

Unless the guy sings a different tune

Nothing is tarred

It is just the mending work

The holes will be seen

With heavy rain and vehicles usage