Guy Pearce - Leader Of The Land lyrics

I'm in over my fat head All these golden days are dead Long time buried rise up and true Revealing a patient hereditary line to you You call yourself the leader of the land But seem a pale and aimless man Here's to karma on a bleeding plate Here's to the million avoided promises you made You call yourself the leader of the land And wave the crowd an empty hand Holding close the chosen few Serve yourself, steal the rest and jump the queue Reckless hinge and you're shafted No more luck, no more laughter One step closer to danger Consequentially favoured It's okay to break the rules That a burning halo on the rubbish pile The clock's ticking on that politicking two-faced smile You call yourself the leader of the land Standing fast on shifting sand One step closer to danger Consequentially favoured It's okay to break the rules