Wounded Pride

Wounded Pride As a rich young boy he was mesmerized By the clout that he had from his dad And he recognized he could do what he pleased And just enjoy the ride cause his future was already made Oh and that young boy grew up and he magnified All the deals he supposedly sealed though he mostly lied And ignored all the rules that did not coincide With the fantasy world where he played Yes he played and told himself that he was not afraid And then his his life moved on he identified As a man who would fight day and night When those lawyers tried to sniff out the truth that he had falsified But he never betrayed his charade Ooh I wonder what would it have taken just to help him heal To step out of the shadows and then reveal That scared little boy who must always be strong Must always be right and never be wrong never wrong In the end he refused just to step aside In the fight he ignited a fuse and many people died And we were not amused with the tricks he tried So we showed him the door and we prayed Yes we prayed that he had gone away to stay And yet he keeps on shouting from the side He goes on not to be denied No he can't quit he just can't let it slide Cause there's nowhere to run from his wounded pride Cause there's nowhere to hide from his wounded pride Oh he's under the gun with his wounded pride And he's been outdone by his wounded pride