Politricks Songtext
von Einar Stray Orchestra

′Round your neck hung a crucifix
When you gave in to those politricks
Followed them cause you liked the sound
Bought their t-shirts and sang along

Cyclone, cyclone, cyclone
The so-called saffron, saffron, saffron
Sucked into a psalm, a pslam
It's what you long for

Then you prayed not to pray again
As the fog started thickening
Sell out souls, lights flickering
′Wake at night as they're whispering

Cyclone, cyclone, cyclone
The so-called saffron, saffron, saffron
Bow down to your psalm
The psalm of million voices!


Cyclone, cyclone, cyclone
You are traveling alone, alone, alone
Sucked into a storm

Storm
Been living on bottled wine for days
I've gotten accustomed to these waves
And now I have taken to the stage
Leave me here ′till the levees break

Cyclone, cyclone, cyclone
The so-called saffron, saffron, saffron
Bow down to your psalm, your psalm
It′s what you long for

Cyclone, cyclone, cyclone
You are traveling alone, alone, alone
Sucked into a psalm, a psalm
Of million voices

Cyclone, cyclone, cyclone
You are traveling alone, alone, alone
Sucked into a storm

You were never that into it
Off your neck goes the crucifix