The Copyrights - Kingsfield lyrics

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 a** 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?