Lyrics The Classic Crime

The Classic Crime

Just a Man

Dripping wet with practiced sincerity,

Cute slogans for intangible mysteries.

You reduce your god (pruned to profit your ego)

to a tv commercial,

"Buy what I sell! (advertise, advertise!)" you scream,

"Purchase my lifestyle!"

I once held the key, but now I have nothing.

You are so naïve.

I'm sorry for leading you along.

I'm just a man, I'm just a man.

I'm just a man!

Wake me up and wipe the cliché from my eyes.

It's killing me when all I see is hypocrisy and lies.

I know that my faults bring me down, it's a constant

battle.

That's why I have to be honest with you now.

I'm not your saint, I'm not your savior

I once held the key, but now I have nothing.

You are so naive.

I'm sorry for leading you along.

I'm just a man, I'm just a man.

I'm just a man!

I once held the key to everything you ever dreamed of.

Now I have nothing.

I'm sorry for leading you along.

I'm just a man, I'm just a man

I'm just a man!

Just a man, Just a man!