The Ol Barefoot Tom - Preaching to the Choir

Tell me is there something wrong
You're honest as the day is long
But you end up crying like a child
And you're going wild

That Justice is supposed to be blind
Except when they got you on their mind
You keep your stiff upper lip
They ain't never gonna let it slip

But you, you ain't got no hope in Hell
You ain't got no soul to sell
But you keep on playing with fire
And preaching to the Choir

Preaching to the Choir
Tell me what I want to hear
Then get the fuck out of here

You know me I'm ugly as sin
And I been born to never win
But I'm fucking tough as nails
And I shall prevail

They say you only live once
No matter where you come from
So keep on playing with fire
And keep on preaching to the Choir

Preaching to the Choir
Keep telling me what I want to hear
Then get the fuck out of here

You're so Big Time
You think you're so fine
Keep on playing with fire
As you preach to the choir

Written by:
Paul Nickerson

Publisher:
Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid

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