Lyrics: Shake Hands With The Devil

Way back to the golden days of the middle ages
Former years of glory and future shining bright
Finally justice, what a progress, call it civilised
With all that has been gained
Still not a lot has changed

Way back to the golden days of the middle ages
Can't do without minorities to cmpensate the blame
Circumstances changing, the guilty stay the same
That 's the nature of the game,
Will you help to feed the flame
That's the nature of the game

So shake hands with the devil
Make friends with the worst of all crooks
Be quick or get lost with the masses
You swore with your hand on the book
Rely on the party with christ on it's side

Way back to the golden days of the middle ages
Fill your pockets well, mind the world won't give a damn
Make them see the light while you're squeezing them
With all that has been gained still not a lot has changed