When lucre rules the roost
Doings go haywire
Hands work for copper
Glib-tongued politicos buy men
Eggs, goat or sheep are ever there
Kingdoms crumble
Honest labour gets skinny
Only bank notes travel in truckloads
Getting things done undone
Empires vanish, corporatism flourishes
A handful of silver corrupts absolutely
Bury lucre to earn an honest coin
Disembodying filthy lucre
Choose the thorny path of virtuous wages
