Black Roses' Crimson Echo

Well, gather round, hear the tale so fine Of a leader dancing in the scandal line He came with smiles Big talk and shine Said everything's mine But pockets deep Filled with people's gold While we hustle daily Stories untold He struts at parties Champagne in his fist Whispering sweet nothings To his latest twist Oh, what a joke What a push-up Leader in the spotlight Stealing the dough Dance to the rhythm Laugh the pain Tomorrow we'll rise We'll do it again Hey, what a joke Pass the room around Scandal in the air Joy on the ground Haley grind heavy Bill's polished shoes Kids need shoes But the man Y'all fancy cars Trips across the sea Wears our degree He points fingers Blames the others But the mirror cracks When he tries to hide Lovers and lies Truth comes calling in the morning light Oh, what a joke What a funny show Leader in the spotlight What a joke Pass the room around Scandal in the air Joy on the ground Oh, what a joke One day the music stops The crowd will see No more fooling Set the captives free We'll sing our own song Loud and clear No more shadow No more fooling Set the captives free We'll sing our own song Loud and clear No more shadows No more fooling No more fear So here's to the hustle The laugh, the fight In this wild tale We shine so bright Hey, what a joke Fade out the night Oh, what a joke What a joke Pass the room around Scandal in the air Joy on the ground Fade out the night Hey, what a joke Pass the room around Scandal in the air Joy on the ground Joy on the ground Oh, what a joke Pass the room around Oh, what a joke Oh, what a joke Oh, what a joke Oh, what a joke Oh, what a joke Oh, what a joke Oh, what a joke Oh, what a joke Oh, what a joke