Pockets Of Pricks - The Van Pelt
歌曲信息
歌曲名:Pockets Of Pricks
歌手:The Van Pelt
所属专辑:The Sultans of Sentiment
发行时间:1999-05-20
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Pockets Of Pricks - The Van Pelt 文本歌词
Pockets Of Pricks - The Van Pelt
The minds that drive
The Philadelphians
Will forever remain a mystery to me
But the framework
Has been irrevocably set
'Cause no group is strong enough to conquer the rest
We are multi facisted state
We gather bread for your plate
And a car for every driveway
And an impasse
Your hate
We are the bastard offspring
Generalissimo's
Now Mussolini
We are the 'save my own ass'
Special interest strikers
From Zion to Toranta
'Cause there's a loop in our scriptures
Says every voice
Must be heard
Don't point fingers at me mam
It's you finds this obsurd
Talk to the politicians Ayatollah Melani
Choose your diction well
You'll recieve it's pity
Join us all on Capital Hill
AS a quarter billion 'me's democracy
Well
We are multi facisted state
We gather bread for your plate
And a car for every driveway
And an impasse your hate
The minds that drive
The Philadelphians
Will forever remain a mystery to me
But the framework
Has been irrevocably set
'Cause no group is strong enough to conquer the rest
We are multi facisted state
We gather bread for your plate
And a car for every driveway
And an impasse
Your hate
We are the bastard offspring
Generalissimo's
Now Mussolini
We are the 'save my own ass'
Special interest strikers
From Zion to Toranta
'Cause there's a loop in our scriptures
Says every voice
Must be heard
Don't point fingers at me mam
It's you finds this obsurd
Talk to the politicians Ayatollah Melani
Choose your diction well
You'll recieve it's pity
Join us all on Capital Hill
AS a quarter billion 'me's democracy
Well
We are multi facisted state
We gather bread for your plate
And a car for every driveway
And an impasse your hate
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