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He wished to right the wrongs He sang religious songs He kept the private he Under the lock and key Heat keeps risin' in an age of passion Shakes a conscience to the core Stopgap, hand-slap, take a tongue-lashin' My poor soul can't take any more On the fritz On the fritz There he sits On the fritz He kept his ego there It was a sad affair The inner circle knows And so the story goes Airborne rumors chip away the image But you knew the stakes were high First they got you thinking you're a prophet Now they've got you living a lie On the fritz On the fritz There he sits On the fritz So the crowds grew, and their praise did too And a mailing list sent you money So they love Jerry Lewis in France Does that make him funny? It's too late for apologies when trust has been betrayed Now victims of your double life are namin' names He kept his ego there It was a sad affair On the fritz The public's had enough They've come to call your bluff Small talk breeds where kingdoms come crashing Rumor conquers where it wills No one hears you, go ahead and cash in If you don't die to yourself, pride kills On the fritz On the fritz There he sits On the fritz On the fritz Pride kills On the fritz There he sits On the fritz On the Fritz
Writer(s): Steve Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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