Fist Pump

LYRICS
Pump the fist into the air
As though there’s nothing there
Oh, well…
Will the scent of coffee make them wake and smell?
’cause I sure think something does stink
With their power spell
Is there anybody up there
That’s the slightest bit aware

Up there all alone
Come down from your throne
Gonna fall from you pedestal

Thrust the fist into the air
As though you really care
Post a boast
To yourself a toast
Vanity at its most
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who’s the fairest of them all
One of those that won’t compose
“The Emperor’s got no clothes”

Up there all alone
Come down from your throne
Gonna fall from you pedestal

Fist Pump.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: A C E / A G G# A
Recording: live

Vocals, Guitar

Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets. Recorded at Everhart Park in Chester County, West Chester, PA.

A song about Police Chief Scott Bohn, Mayor Carolyn Comitta and the government of West Chester, PA.

From the album Gay Church

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