Nhạc sĩ: Amos Lee
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm.
Well, it used to be so peaceful, used to be so serene.
Whatever was before us, yeah, it would still be pristine.
However, fires are burning down on the empty cans.
All of these tricksters and hooksters and scamps
Well, these days I got my hands full
Trying to find out what's real
Well, a bunch of hungry eyes will
Turn you into a meal
Beware that smiling face beneath that old street lamp
He's with those tricksters and hooksters and scamps
He cut a hole in the bucket
Watched that water funnel down
Said if I'm gonna be a hero
Gonna have to make a mess out of this
Well, he waited for a while so
Everything had turned to rust
Well, he slept next to a pier stove
Said the price I put my trust
Well, then he stole that election
Put his face on every stand
All in his council were
Tricksters, hooksters and scamps
Whoa!
Lookie now
He'd been fighting for some years now
It was his turn to survive
Well, they offered him a fortune
In the faith he'd take a dive
Well, the crowd went home happy
The nation's faith lives with the champ
Oh, in this corner
Tricksters, hucksters and scams
All of his sponsors are
Tricksters, hucksters and scams
Oh, right now