Текст песни: Pontiac 87 + перевод

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

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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