GREASE THE WHEELS - Jack Bruce

You say Iv’ve got no conscience

And I’m cold as driven snow

So I do a little planning

Just to make the money flow

Staying well dressed

Don’t make me into a heel

If you’re talking civilization

You know you’ve got to grease the wheels

You say I got no morals

And I’m living high and fine

'Cos I spread some bait around

Just to hustle past the lines

Call me a looter

Don’t make me want to squeal

If you’re talking civilization

You know you’ve got to grease the wheels

Don’t worry Im not troubled

When my workload starts to double

And my buildings all come tumblin' down

Have to make myself a holiday

And wash away those crying sounds…

You say that I’ve been steppin'

On the population’s feet

'Cos I moved some ammunition

And now it’s on the street

Sniffin' gold spoons

Doesn’t make me feel unreal (I'm real you know)

If your’re talking civilization

You know you’ve got to grease the wheels

If you’re talking civilization

You know you’ve got to grease the wheels