Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pockets of Pricks, artist - The Van Pelt. Album song Sultans of Sentiment, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 11.05.2017
Record label: La Castanya
Song language: English
Pockets of Pricks |
| 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 for 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 who finds this obsurd |
| Talk to the politicians Ayatollah Melani |
| Choose your diction well and you’ll recieve its pity |
| And join us all on Capital Hill |
| And a quarter billion 'me's shout democracy |
| Well, we are multi-facisted state |
| We gather bread for your plate |
| And a car for every driveway |
| And an impasse for your hate |