Pack Of Lies Lyrics - Fatima Mansions

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 inside 

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!"