Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pontiac 87, artist - Protomartyr. Album song The Agent Intellect, in the genre ПанкDate of issue: 08.10.2015
Record label: Hardly Art
Song language: English
Pontiac 87 |
| I recall seeing the pope |
| Pontiac 1987 |
| Money changing between hands |
| Outside the Silverdome |
| Afterwards a riot broke |
| Old folks turned brutish |
| Trampling their way out the gates |
| Towards heaven |
| That fall from grace |
| Knocked me on my knees |
| Don’t tell anyone |
| That’s what I wanted |
| The god of change |
| Knocked me on my knees |
| Don’t tell anyone |
| That’s what I wanted |
| Remembering a Jumbo’s night |
| December 26th |
| Weird faces filled up the bar |
| Half sober |
| Outside a steady snow |
| All new white |
| With new money and false friends |
| I don’t like it |
| That fall from grace |
| Knocked me on my knees |
| Don’t tell anyone |
| That’s what I wanted |
| The god of change |
| Knocked me on my knees |
| Don’t tell anyone |
| That’s what I wanted |
| The dog in the manger |
| Eats its anger |
| But I miss it |
| The way it was |
| Before the scales |
| Fell from my eyes |
| There’s no use being sad about it |
| What’s the point of crying about it |