Thieves in the building
I’d make a killing
Just to save the merry-go-round
You’re tired of believing
You’re sick of leading
Promises made on a broken crown
I’ve got a meaning
Old fashioned leaning
And I’m gonna be loud
Fair weather friends on the fence
And they’re fashioning walls of a jail they can’t leave
Fair weather tents hold the rain
And I’m praying that they come down over me
Keys to the building
I’d take a killing
Just to save your life
I’m tired of believing
I’m sick of keeping
Promises made on a broken crown
You’ve got a meaning
You’re worth loving and
You’re gonna be proud
Farewell to friends on the fence
And we’re fashioning walls of a jail we can’t leave
Fair weather tents hold the rain
And I’m praying that they come down over me
So say what you will about your fair weather friends
Wishing I could say the same for those sickly leading
Breaking crowns, they march all over town
Policing sounds, they’re watching you
Yeah, I just don’t know
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The Timothy Morris Band Lyrics – Fair Weather Friends