the grapevine

The grapevine

The talk is hot and high

The Old Man isn't going

Though he says he will

He says he will keep his promise

But the under-ground networks spread

The marching of his troops

To prop up his fortress

Ah the game of politics!

The power hungry souls will not say

They can't tell the truth

They will spin tales

So we hear in the grapevine

The tale of back stabbing

The story of broken promises

It's the day of a political life

But the grapevine

The talk is hot and high

The weak will run and hide

The strong will stay and fight