THE JET SET JUNTA

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

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Here we come, the Jet Set Junta

Vroom, vroom, goes the armoured Cadillac through Montevideo
Rat-a-tat go the sub-machine guns to restore the status quo
Snip, snip, go the tailors' scissors on the suit at Saville Row

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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

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