Nothing breeds more contempt
For this world than memories now formed
Every moment a new seed
Is grown to no reason the trouble unfolds
For the trials of today
I'm no jury really don't care how you feel
The pleasant notion of miraculous change
Drifts into multiple jeers
Jeers
Jeers
You want the good life
You break your back
You snap your fingers
You snap your neck
Seconds drip thru my hands
Washed of moments unborn
All the spaces between bleed
A tribute to a sacrament never exposed
A message to the forces
I've no pity don't know how thankful to feel
Expectations of my daily bread
Gives me the hunger to steal
Snap Your Fingers Snap Your Neck Video (MV)
Performed By: Prong
From Album: Cleansing
Written by: TED PARSONS, THOMAS VICTOR
Released: January 25th, 1994
Year: 1994
Prong - Snap Your Fingers Snap Your Neck Lyrics
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Nothing breeds more contempt
For this world than memories now formed
Every moment a new seed
Is grown to no reason the trouble unfolds
For the trials of today
I'm no jury really don't care how you feel
The pleasant notion of miraculous change
Drifts into multiple jeers
Jeers
Jeers
You want the good life
You break your back
You snap your fingers
You snap your neck
Seconds drip thru my hands
Washed of moments unborn
All the spaces between bleed
A tribute to a sacrament never exposed
A message to the forces
I've no pity don't know how thankful to feel
Expectations of my daily bread
Gives me the hunger to steal
For this world than memories now formed
Every moment a new seed
Is grown to no reason the trouble unfolds
For the trials of today
I'm no jury really don't care how you feel
The pleasant notion of miraculous change
Drifts into multiple jeers
Jeers
Jeers
You want the good life
You break your back
You snap your fingers
You snap your neck
Seconds drip thru my hands
Washed of moments unborn
All the spaces between bleed
A tribute to a sacrament never exposed
A message to the forces
I've no pity don't know how thankful to feel
Expectations of my daily bread
Gives me the hunger to steal
Writer: TED PARSONS, THOMAS VICTOR
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
