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- Cathal Coughlan
 
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Fatima Mansions - Pack Of Lies lyrics
They first met at the hospital, she was checking out for good
 Her body patched but past repair, and there her angel stood
 She was feeling quite confused now that her death was close at hand
 She had to face eternity, so why not this mumbling man?
 Who bought himself a wedding suit at a local war on want sale
 It belonged to some old Turkish man who'd owed and gone to jail
 He would caox her mind with talk of love to make her body kind
 Because people hate the truth, you know; they need their pack of lies
 Growing tired of being foreign, being spat on and shortchanged
 He demanded that she leave with him for the land from whence he came
 They were herded on like cattle to a ferry at high tide
 This unkempt, aging orphan and his helpless, dying bride
 But he left her at the other shore crying on the deck
 She was slumped against the rail as he had struck to free his neck
 and the customs shed was empty as he made his way insideFatima Mansions - Pack Of Lies - http://motolyrics.com/fatima-mansions/pack-of-lies-lyrics.html
 There were no chimpanzees in uniform to hear his pack of lies
Now she's ascending into heaven with contentment on her face
and Holy God is there to greet and batter her into her place
 But meanwhile back on Earth, we see the prodigal's returned
 and they're making him the chieftain and they've come to him to learn
 How the neighbours in he rich land better steal and kill and lie
 and when they ask who calls the weaklings there he just shrugs and says, "Not I!"
 Though surrounded by diseases, I stood tall and kept my health
 I could have been important if I'd been somebody else
 The moral of this story is: This land's a victim-farm
 Don't you ever feed a beggar here, he'll eat your fucking arm
 and don't blaspheme the strong ones if you want to stay alive
 Now smile and give them thanks when they say, "Here's a pack of lies!"









