We Have Your Number (and are Listening)

My team of unaccountable experts

Tell me which way the wind should blow

I let those that cover the story tell me its narrative

I’ll score my convictions, so I know if they need to change

These are my principles, and if you don’t like them I have others

Stab you in the back? I’ll stab you and your family in your sleep

I’ll give a leg up to any convenient friends where there is value for me

Be nasty to those on the way up, because they’ll shit on you on the way down

I’ll never really fail, I’ll leave those lives behind and move forward

I have the heads of a Hydra and the stare of a Gorgon

How I am perceived matters more than the substance of what I say

I’ll bury my bad news in your back garden

Wear my old school tie as a bandana

Find favour for those that paid my fairs

Shout over any with a quiet voice

Leak to see how you feel,

As, let me be clear, that’s how I feel too

And whether you like that or not, you will choose me. Always.