Kingsfield - The Copyrights

You hide behind a podium

Buried in a big thick book

You’re preaching the gospel

Of nervous fear and dirty looks

If I had a dime for every ten cent word you said

I’d be be out of debt so fast

You’d be out of my head so fast

I’d be back into bed so fast

Getting the best of you at last

You hide behind a podium

Buried in a big thick book

You’re preaching the gospel

Of nervous fear and dirty looks

You hide behind a podium

Baptisme by fire

You’re preaching the gospel

But now you’re preaching to the choir

If I had a dime for every ten cent word you said

I’d be be out of debt so fast

You’d be out of my head so fast

I’d be back into bed so fast

Getting the best of you at last

Won’t kiss ass to get ahead

Or hang on every word you said

Turning tables turning heads

We’ll teach you a few things instead

Isn’t that what you wanted?