GREASE THE WHEELS

Grease the Wheels
 (Brown)
 You say Iv've got no conscience
 And I'm cold as driven snow
 So I do a little planning
 Just to make the money flow
 Staying well dressed
 Don't make me into a heel
 If you're talking civilization
 You know you've got to grease the wheels
 You say I got no morals
 And I'm living high and fine
 'Cos I spread some bait around
 Just to hustle past the lines
 Call me a looter
 Don't make me want to squeal
 If you're talking civilization
 You know you've got to grease the wheels
 Don't worry Im not troubled
 When my workload starts to double
 And my buildings all come tumblin' down
 Have to make myself a holiday
 And wash away those crying sounds . . .
 You say that I've been steppin'
 On the population's feet
 'Cos I moved some ammunition
 And now it's on the street
 Sniffin' gold spoons
 Doesn't make me feel unreal (I'm real you know)
 If your're talking civilization
 You know you've got to grease the wheels
 If you're talking civilization
 You know you've got to grease the wheels.