The Ballad Of David Icke

The secert rulers of the world

Have stolen my girl

The whisked her away in a black limousine

And that was the last of her I'd ever see

'Cause they knew that her heart was the purest of pure

Through unbearable suffering she would endure

When she told of the lies and the hatred the spread

And how blood of blind children was used in their bread

So she opened her mouth to the cold lizard tongue

That was speaking in code of the work to be done

To be sure that the truthful are made to look mad

And the starving feed ashes, for which they are glad

'Cause her brain was a camera, they just had to look

And they sensed she was wise from the pictures she took

Which were not unlike anything you've ever seen

To be drowning in honey, awake in a dream

The secret rulers of the world

They have stolen my girl

The whisked her away in the black limousine

And that was the last of her I'd ever seen

And that was the last of her I'd ever seen