"The Jet Set Junta" Lyrics

Tick, tock, go the death watch beetles in él presidente's swill
Pop, pop, goes the Cliquot magnum at the reading of the will
Hiss, hiss, goes the snakeskin wallet stuffed with Cruziero bills

Here we come, the jet set junta
Here we come, the jet set junta

Broom, broom, goes the armoured Cadillac through Montevideo
Rat-a-tat goes the sub-machine gun to restore the status quo
Snip, snip, go the tailor's scissors on the suit in Saville Row

Here we come, the jet set junta
Here we come, the jet set junta

Thud, thud, goes the rubber truncheon on the Indian peon's heel
Buzz, buzz, go the brass electrodes as the flesh begins to peel
Rattle, rattle, goes the bullet round and round the roulette wheel

Here we come, the jet set junta
Here we come, the jet set junta