Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In the Stocks, artist - Snuff. Date of issue: 06.08.2015
Song language: English
In the Stocks |
| Join the legion of the damned |
| heart in a bucket in the lost and found |
| a label tied to the side of the bucket |
| please look after this bear. |
| Kings Corss, Euston, Paddington, |
| back to Marylebone, |
| and down to Tyburn. |
| taking it all down around you |
| a hearty liquid breakfast inside you. |
| Can you, point your finger |
| judge it all on your own terms |
| and let the whole world go to hell? |
| Whether sister or brother |
| it won’t work without each other. |
| Can you turn your eyes, |
| turn your head, |
| turn your heart off, |
| turn and walk away? |
| Standing on a wobbly soapbox. |
| A hypocrite I should be in the stocks. |
| But if you’re so pure and innocent |
| I’ll supply the rotten eggs. |
| Reasons, grievances, what ifs, |
| are you happiest pissing on your chips? |
| With your voodoo dolls, thousand yard stare, |
| and a death wish that’ll get you there. |
| Can you, point your finger |
| judge it all on your own terms |
| and let the whole world go to hell? |
| Whether sister or brother |
| it won’t work without each other. |
| Can you turn your eyes, |
| turn your head, |
| turn your heart off, |
| turn your heart off, |
| turn and walk away? |