Pockets of Pricks

歌詞

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