The Church

The Church - Pharoah songtekst

Je score:

Here's one straight from the factory
They've sewn my eyes up in their sockets
I dip my hand into their pockets

Is there anybody there
I could swear I'm not alone
Show your faces if you dare
Slaving platinum to bone

One big man with a good connection
Takes the whole damn ship in the wrong direction
I don't mind him misinterpreting me
I hate it when he gets us lost out to sea

Late at night when I'm lying in bed
I've got to say a prayer for my daily bread
And early in the morning when I'm still asleep
You sit upon your throne making grown men weep, with boredom
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Auteur: ?

Componist: ?

Publisher: Not On Label (The Church Self-released)

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 2001

Taal: Engels

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