No leaders are saint
It's the picture supporters paint
Grapevine struggles to put it right
But the might is still the power craze
In politics truth is blurry
The finding pathways besotted with money
The glitter of mining gold for a take
Only spin it running like crazy
Silence doesn't mean is golden
They are questions; answers slow in print
Shooting arrows in circles
Then the leaders can carry on
In case every one forgets
Politics is a dirty business
We have seen the low
The gutter politics in row
The spins on the run
Only one man they are afraid
The country's wealth and future
The diggers on the by-line
Forget about the spin
The focus is to change
Transformation isn't working
It works on the old chassis
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