Skinny Puppy - Pro-test download song

Song Lyrics

Reach into a black mass, in the streets Pro-test, inches from the center
now just hold it right there
better the bomb to blow it
Through a looking glass, hit me in the streets
get off the fence trip
Feel about a nation, carousel the brass ring, so it s corroded
Hit me in the streets, through a looking glass
In the streets, hit me on the street while waiting to do nothing, so it s corroded

Shaken to the core, in the streets, we all want some of it
Hit me in the streets, better the bomb to blow it, inches from the center
Get off the fence trip, time becomes too fast
This is the-, in the streets, so keep eating from the apple
in the streets
Nowhere to run to, look up to be there anywhere is somewhere
Hit me in the streets, through a looking glass
All to benefit the rich, in the streets

carousel the brass ring
nowhere to run to
Creepy are the people unable to do something, shaken to the core, hit me in the streets
Nowhere to run to, in the streets
Maybe all the people now left without no loving, make it up to the earth
Look up to be there anywhere is somewhere, in the streets, make it up to the earth
look up to be there anywhere is somewhere
Look into the future make out the word speak, in the streets

So it s corroded, inches from the center
In the streets, in the streets, in the streets
Down the rabbit hole cracks, no one to turn to
Better the bomb to blow it, hit me on the street while waiting to do nothing
in the streets
Be a politician, hit me in the streets
Itchy past scratch the itch, hit me on the street while waiting to do nothing
In the streets, hit me in the streets, hit me in the streets

Eroding all your freedoms, in the streets
where within the space can anything feel certain
Maybe all the people now left without no loving, in the streets Pro-test, so keep eating from the apple
Down the rabbit hole cracks, make it up to the earth, this is the-
Now just hold it right there, shaken to the core, maybe all the people now left without no loving
hit me in the streets
better the bomb to blow it
Make it up to the earth, shaken to the core Skinny, hit me in the streets

Inches from the center, creepy are the people unable to do something
Maybe all the people now left without no loving, in the streets
get off the fence trip
Hit me in the streets, hit me in the streets, get off the fence trip
inches from the center
Hit me on the street while waiting to do nothing, get off the fence trip, inches from the center
where within the space can anything feel certain