Realpolitik

There are killers on the loose
This might not be our finest hour
There are killers on the loose
In the corridors of power

Yeah they came round here before
Just a stone's throw from my door
I might have wished to put a spell on them
But that would just be fool's talk
That would just be fool's talk

At the country club they sip their wine
I heard that it tastes good
The fairway's smooth
Yeah, it's running just fine
Watered in blood

But we got the deal done
We got the deal done
We got the deal done

This is real real
Realpolitik son
Real real
Realpolitik son

So don't lecture me about the wasted lives
Don't come at me for all the lies
I do what I do
And I get it right

What you never heard of compromise

I got the deal done
I got the deal done
I got the deal done

This is real real
Realpolitik son
Real real
Realpolitik son



Credits
Writer(s): Alistair James Jenkins
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