Con Man Songtext
von Dispatch

He′s just another con man sitting on a hill
You see him at bull fight, closest to the kill
He lives up in a tower, sells dream to the poor
No matter how he gets 'em, he always wants some more

He said he was a rocker, said he was lost and never found
Said that she should pity him after he forced her to the ground
She lost one of two jobs, lost her home too
Yeah, you′re just a back home con and he's getting rich off of you

But the talk's so cheap, we gonna smoke him out
But he rolls so deep, high above the crowd
And he hide his face up high on a wall
But you just wait, one of these days, one of the con men is gonna fall

Con boy, soon to be a man
He like his toast and butter, he like his jam
He gonna make a black out but keep his collar white
He gonna bring the books to a boil and tell you it′s good and fine


But the talk′s so cheap, we gonna smoke him out
But he rolls so deep, high above the crowd
And he hide his face up high on a wall
But one of these days, Mr. Con Man, the con man is gonna fall

And may he likes his building right
Likes to show affection to his mate
And when he sleeps, she goes through his things
And finds it all cheap

We gonna smoke him out
But he rolls so deep, high above the crowd
And he hide his face up high on a wall
But one of these days, Mr. Con Man, the con man is gonna fall


Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
(Oh, can they see that we're in crisis)
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
(They roll about while we sinking down)
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
(Oh, can they see that we′re in crisis now)
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
(People don't know where to turn)
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
(Oh, can they see that we′re in crisis)
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
(They roll about while we sinking down)
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
(Oh, can they see that we're in crisis now)
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man
(People don′t know where to turn)
Just another con, con man
Just another con, con man