Politricks - 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