Michael Gleason: Feeding the fire [lyrics]

Michael Gleason: Feeding the fire [lyrics]

Michael Gleason

Feeding the fire

One small persuasion turns the mind

Led down the path and left behind

Create a clamor for the "big prize"

Grasping at straws to win

Too late to recognize the lies

And a fool becomes the victim again

Are you feeding the fire

And fanning the flame?

Running the numbers

And staking a claim?

When it's down to the wire

There'll be no one to blame

And you can't take it with you

No, you can't take it with you

Oh, no, you can't take it with you

No doubt it's a very high price

Under rule of an iron hand

Cry out from the grip of the vice

For the more the gain

The more the demand

Are you feeding the fire

And fanning the flame?

Running the numbers

And staking a claim?

When it's down to the wire

There'll be no one to blame

And you can't take it with you

No, you can't take it with you

Oh, no, you can't take it with you

Sometimes the winners are losers

And the beggars are choosers

And it's a fine line to walk

Between a sane man's talk

And the vanity of the proud, yeah

Are you feeding the fire

And fanning the flame?

Running the numbers

And staking a claim?

When it's down to the wire

There'll be no one to blame

And you can't take it with you

No, you can't take it with you

Oh, no, you can't take it with you

Can't take it with you

Can't take it with you