District of Deceit Lyrics

I live on White Lie Street in the District of Deceit in a land called Farfromtrue

And the language we speak is a mix of all Greek, Double Dutch, Doublespeak and Gobbledygoo

So I beg your pardon whole I pile the lard on. There's a Singing Ringing tree in my big back garden

I will look you in the eyes while I tall you my lies. Never mind the quality, feel the size

The cost of living's less than half the cost of giving. And nobody knows who's paying

There's a rumour about that the truth is out there, and out there is where it's staying

I drive a 4x4 by Ford in my big straw hat. My widescreen TV makes Iggy look fat

We've got everything we need so let's go shopping. ACCUMULATE, ACCUMULATE, ACCUMULATE, ACCU

In the district of deceit all the people you meet live in houses called Duntruthin

And if they give you a hand you can bet that hand doesn't know what the other one's doing

On White Lie Street

In the District of Deceit

In a land called Farfromtrue