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Letra de Pontiac 87 - Protomartyr

Letra de canci�n de Pontiac 87 de Protomartyr lyrics

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
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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

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