My sense of pride

Sometimes you’d better know who your friends are
Sometimes that’s the one thing you can’t do
Once again among my fellow townsmen
After I’ve wasted most of my youth

Nothing is shaking and I
Want to have my job back
This time my sense of pride
Won’t stand in the way
I’ve lost that long ago

Takes courage to say I’ve been mistaken
I’ve been an idiot for years
Now I speak in a lower voice to blend in
I try not to dress up queer

Nothing is shaking and I
Want to have my job back
This time my sense of pride
Won’t stand in the way
I’ve lost that long ago

Nothing is shaking but the leaves on the trees
And I want some tar and feathers
No, no, nothing but the leaves on the trees
Lash me with your leather
I’ve made a fool of myself

Nothing is shaking and I
Want to have my job back
This time my sense of pride
Won’t stand in the way
I’ve lost that long ago