Best Kept Secret
music and lyrics by Joe Croker

They used to sell it on the wide margin
Now they sell it front and center, babe
Line up fools in a talk show peep row
Make a killing off the dull profane

But look around you
Everybody lonely tonight
Sellers telling cheap lies, girl
But it aint right
No, it aint right

Knocked down, we’re wounded
Culture living off of lidocaine
But you and I, we got the best kept secret
Best kept secret going

La la la la la ... oh babe,
Hush! What'd we say?
What'd we say?

Now every man is a politician
A political animal, that’s okay, but
If all you’re on is a partisan mission
You done lost any claim to
Fair representation tonight
Big money buys them votes, girl
And it aint right
No it aint right

Knocked down, we’re wounded
Rhetoric wrapped up in cellophane
But you and I, we got the best kept secret
Poetry like no one can say

And let the image men
Cuddle cameras in their rooms
With the goons on Wall Street
Who aint got no idea—what we do

They used to sell it on the wide wide margin
Now they sell it front and center, girl
Line up fools, line them up in a row
Make a killing baby don't you know

But look around you
Everybody lonely tonight
Sellers telling cheap lies, girl
And it aint right
No it aint right

Knock, knock, oh we’re knocked down
Oh, but we got the best kept secret
And what’s it called? What’s it called?
Tell me what's it called?
It’s called love