Chavez > Ride The Fader
Top Pocket Man
Lyrics
now for how long could you be top pocket man?
now for how long could you keep the glass shut tight around you
try and fill your lungs with the shards you walk through?
I won, I won!
wash out your lungs
light up your gongs!
write all your wrongs!
I won, I won tickets back to where you came from
I won all the tools you tried to keep
now for how long could you drool before you sleep?
now for how long can you prove your talent works for those who miss the first cue when with the next clue they always find you?
now for how long
now for how long
now for how long
now for how long