We are all family, ponces/posers all are we. And hail all this, everybody do the disco stop, hail, do you see anything you want? We are all family, postulates all are we, ponces all are we As long as money talks you can't buy the truth As long as money speaks you won't hear the truth In the first case, I am assuming corruption I know you cannot work out a fair price And, second, those upholding chatty coinage Must have motives kept disguised and that's not truth Truth is plural Pleasure is an inspirational act They pit pleasure against the conscience To determine what pleasure shall entail They take one man's word and turn it against him So people will require distress in comfort Pleasure is pleasing to accept, distress needs learning And the idea of education, When devised with this in mind, Makes the untold easier to swallow And the idea of tradition, when devised with this in mind, Makes their taught laws easier to follow So surround the pupils with your folklore This requires no groundwork by the students Injections of learning supports the fascist mysticism Which balances the principle of pleasure with one of achievement This achievement can be faded out in the long term To leave them helplessly in place And wanting money, needing exchange So is money the sole downpressor of truth? We can watch cash's effect but downstairs live the causes The causes are true realism, but this is a problem Money can