Written by: Ray Davies

Published by: Davray Music, Ltd.


From the gutter to the highest steeple in the land
Corruption, like a plague, is bearing down on every man
From the wealth of high society to the lowliest of slums
The vile stench of evil is corrupting everyone
The very fabric of our nation is infested by deceits
And the criminals are plotting my demise and my defeat

My life is a crusade for law and order
It's my quest to see that justice will be done
But so much is undetected 'cause society is infected
By the lies and the hypocrisy, conspiracy, conspiracy
When evil rears its ugly head, the devil has its day
And everyone's a suspect and crime must never pay
Conspiracy, conspiracy
We all smell a conspiracy

People are conspiring all around me (we know the feeling)
I have difficulty knowing who to trust (conspiracy)
Even the so-called aristocracy is riddled with conspiracy
Corruption and hypocrisy, conspiracy, conspiracy
And Satan smiles as man becomes his slave
With corruption and conspiracy, I'll fight it to my grave
And when the worms devour my flesh, they'll hear me say
"It was all a conspiracy 'cause I ended up this way"
Conspiracy, conspiracy, we all smell a conspiracy

One crime leads to another, when you're working undercover
Protecting queen and country is my task (conspiracy)
But where there's muck there's money and no man's above suspicion
Money knows no scruples and no class
And the perverted threat of corruption never ends
They cover up some hypocrisy, conspiracy, conspiracy

In the corridors of power and high places (conspiracy)
In parliament and in the public schools (conspiracy)
They're preaching law and order, but they're breaking all the rules
And criminals are running free, conspiracy, conspiracy
I love to see those villains cringe when they know I'm on the trail
Because I always get my man and my system never fails
And then they start to panic and they make just one mistake
Then under cross-examination eventually they break

My theory is that man's created evil (created evil)
Well, I'll illuminate the clues and solve the case (conspiracy)
As long as God is on my side I will never end this chase
Until I'm staring Heaven in the face
And one Phileas Fogg is the devil incarnate
And all his fancy trickery, cover ups and treachery
Is a trail of foul conspiracy that will lead me to my fate

This song can be found on the following releases:

stereo mix, recorded 16 Mar, 1987 at (possibly) Calliope Studios, New York
80 Days (demos) 1987 UK Cassette
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