Tales of Avarice
Lyrics
Avarice never works an honest day in his life
Preying on the trust of the poor man's wife
Robbing her of all they have in broad daylight
Gallantry hops on a high horse and rides off
Leaving deflated any hopes held aloft
Balances dwindle by the swindle all in plain sight
Losers may win but it's a race to the bottom
For the hard worker who might have been wise
Hip to the lies
Alice is amazed by the things she sees
Palace intrigue in a cloak of fleece
By time she blows her whistle it's damage done
Alice falls silent as malice screams
Calloused feet wavering on her balance beam
Will she, won't she, should she even try?
When fairness is lost, advantages remain
For the taking by unbridled thieves
Entitled chiefs (Operating offices)
Avarice never works an honest day in his life
Preying on the trust of the everyman's wife
robbing her blind with a smile shining bright
Writer(s): Michael Pedersen
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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