POWDERFINGER LYRICS



"Oipic"


Far may you run from what you know

Sermons homespun before the show

One superjudge that brings a change in taste 



The new seasons king with a brand new face

The old seasons bloom seemed to run its race

And we standby for your word 



Truth and intent will lose the day

Music's revenge to pave the way

Play favourites with a view to changing taste 



The new seasons king with a brand new face

The old seasons bloom seemed to run its race

And we standby for your word