Simple Economics Lyrics

Simple Economics Lyrics

The volunteers were tired, heads were hanging low
The news had spoiled their appetite for stuffing envelopes
Twelve points was an awful lot to be down in the polls
With only two weeks to go

Shouldering the phone, loosening his tie
His running mate on pricks and pins, hovering beside
The candidate wrote furiously as if to save his life
Then hung up the phone and spoke with great conviction