Tricksters, Hucksters, and Scamps (Live)-Amos Lee

Well it used to be so peaceful Used to be so serene Well if it wasn't for us It would still be pristine There are fires a'burning down on empty camps All of these tricksters and hucksters and scamps Well these days I got my hands full Trying to find out what's real Well a bunch of hungry eyes will turn you into a meal Beware that smiling face beneath that old street lamp He's with those tricksters and hucksters and scamps He cut a hole in the bucket Watched that water funnel down Said if I'm gonna be a hero gonna have to make a mess out of this town Well he waited for a while so everything had turned to rust Well he slept next to a pistol said in Christ I my trust Well then he stole that election put his face on every stamp In his council were tricksters, hucksters and scamps He been fighting for some years now It was his turn to survive Well they offered him a fortune in the 5th he'd take a dive Well the crowd went home happy the nation's faith lives with the champ In his corner are tricksters, hucksters and scamps All of his sponsors are tricksters, hucksters and scamps