Lyrics

So many blisters We just stall back against the wall Ain't got no balls nor time if cash ain't the call We just crawl up with our heads down small Giving up the other ones who don't play the rule A high fall each time we never climb Out of that mine without a stroke on the chime Prime time is designed to make man Kind of forget what he left behind You get worn put up with the scorn Never sever hope coz ya solid as a four You get torn up but ya smile ever more Opposite gender would be crying on the floor Much more we must learn confess For your part in the plan is so far from progress I address this message with excess Shouting out loud 'cause we've made such a mess Yes! Less power for the misters in other words More power for the girls we gotta give it a swirl Power to the sisters right now here and everywhere 'Cause I see so many blisters
Writer(s): Florian Gratton, Vincent Benoist, Marc Michel Jacques Jacquemin, Claude Markus Whipple Winter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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