Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Run Your Pockets , by - No Cash. Song from the album Run Your Pockets, in the genre ПанкRelease date: 20.03.2006
Record label: Morphius, VMS
Song language: English
Run Your Pockets |
| bread circulates through the paws of depraved |
| as the almighty dollar disables its slaves |
| when the products you bought just wont bio-degrate |
| an army of plastic will hold down our gate |
| when fuel cost an arm and supplies cost a leg |
| soon quadriplegics will lay by the peg |
| paying for air yes a dollar a breath |
| but keep your receipt, a tax deductible death |
| you’re caught! |
| deaf, blind and dumb |
| consumption’s like coke, yer addicted and numb |
| you know that i’d rather grin with teeth of gold |
| but we’re just products on the food chain |
| if you’re not eaten you’ll be sold! |
| run yer fuckin pockets and pay me (im the motherfuckin) |
| god of you sick zombies so lay me (with the motherfuckin) |
| strength of 1, 000 sweatshops and counting (run yer motherfuckin) |
| pockets give me all you got start counting… |
| 6 billion sick children |
| all programmed, no feelings |
| poor wages, TRICKED FACES |
| all races ride slave ships |