Lyrics:

Invent some stories that start to …

Well how else are we going to fill our days?

Conspiracies that cut so close and skin

Lets start a club and don’t let anyone in



The free masons…

With the devil to pay

They’ll get you one day

The skull and bones are breaking our homes

Well somehow I don’t think so



I’m not suggesting the world is all fair

The back scratching and the greed is still there

I won’t insinuate that it’s not a crime

(The whacky feelings are a waste of time)?



The free masons…

With the devil to pay

They’ll get you one day

The skull and bones are breaking our homes

Well somehow I don’t think so



Well there’s plenty more important things to fret about

Like how are we supposed to sort this whole mess out?

Ah you’ve got a lot of money and you’re so well schooled

So why’d you want to waste it on this cock and bull?



The space invaders are hot on your heels

Busy producing pretty patterns and …

Well they’re still chasing the man on the moon

Well don’t think ‘cos you think too soon



The free masons…

With the devil to pay

They’ll get you one day

The skull and bones are breaking our homes

Well somehow I don’t think so



The free masons…

With the devil to pay

They’ll get you one day

The skull and bones are breaking our homes

Well somehow I don’t think so



Somehow I don’t think so