The Leader

Atom secrets, secret leaflet

Have the boys found the leak yet?

The molehill sets the wheel in motion

His downfall picks up locomotion

You gotta give the people

Something good to read

On a Sunday

Now, 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

The people must have

Something good to read

On a Sunday

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

The people must have

Something good to read

On a Sunday

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