Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot...
It's hot, it's hot, it's hot, it's hot, a politically hot potatoe
As hot as the oil that boils beneath the soil of holy land
It's red, it's red, it's red, as red as a red tomatoe
As red as the blood that spills upon the soil of Israel
Little Georgy porgie put his finger in the pie
Rounded up the poor folks and sent them out to die
Money honey! Honey money is what it's all about
The busy little business bees are buzzing all about!
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot...
Profetic profiteer, The messiah of the year
Oh come save me for you are my saviour
God won't blame you for injust behaviour
Mash them, boil them anyway you want them...
These hot potatos are the leading cause of Injustice
Justices indigestion, You'll find your answer's just another question
Left right, left right left!
There's confetti for the fiesta and tobasco for the fiasco
A bullet for Guevara and a fat cigar for Castro
Will Hoover ever hoover up the mess he made?
They say live by the sword and you will die by the blade
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot...
Profetic profiteer the messiah of the year
Oh come save me for you are my saviour
God won't blame you for injust behavior
Mash them, boil them anyway you want them...
These hot potatos are the leading cause of Injustice
Justices indigestion, You'll find your answer's just another question.
A Question, A Life
An answer, a death
But for whose god shall you kill?
The children are crying and soldiers are dying to fill pockets already full
Is this humanity? Is this what we call sanity? Our god has forsaken us
All these hot potatoes and these red tomatoes make a salad of this world
All these hot potatoes and these red tomatoes make a salad of this world
Money has become a new religion and you've lost your souls
Ooh Ouaaah you omniscient fools!
City Weezle - Hot Potato Lyrics
City Weezle - Hot Potato Lyrics
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Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot...
It's hot, it's hot, it's hot, it's hot, a politically hot potatoe
As hot as the oil that boils beneath the soil of holy land
It's red, it's red, it's red, as red as a red tomatoe
As red as the blood that spills upon the soil of Israel
Little Georgy porgie put his finger in the pie
Rounded up the poor folks and sent them out to die
Money honey! Honey money is what it's all about
The busy little business bees are buzzing all about!
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot...
Profetic profiteer, The messiah of the year
Oh come save me for you are my saviour
God won't blame you for injust behaviour
Mash them, boil them anyway you want them...
These hot potatos are the leading cause of Injustice
Justices indigestion, You'll find your answer's just another question
Left right, left right left!
There's confetti for the fiesta and tobasco for the fiasco
A bullet for Guevara and a fat cigar for Castro
Will Hoover ever hoover up the mess he made?
They say live by the sword and you will die by the blade
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot...
Profetic profiteer the messiah of the year
Oh come save me for you are my saviour
God won't blame you for injust behavior
Mash them, boil them anyway you want them...
These hot potatos are the leading cause of Injustice
Justices indigestion, You'll find your answer's just another question.
A Question, A Life
An answer, a death
But for whose god shall you kill?
The children are crying and soldiers are dying to fill pockets already full
Is this humanity? Is this what we call sanity? Our god has forsaken us
All these hot potatoes and these red tomatoes make a salad of this world
All these hot potatoes and these red tomatoes make a salad of this world
Money has become a new religion and you've lost your souls
Ooh Ouaaah you omniscient fools!
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot...
It's hot, it's hot, it's hot, it's hot, a politically hot potatoe
As hot as the oil that boils beneath the soil of holy land
It's red, it's red, it's red, as red as a red tomatoe
As red as the blood that spills upon the soil of Israel
Little Georgy porgie put his finger in the pie
Rounded up the poor folks and sent them out to die
Money honey! Honey money is what it's all about
The busy little business bees are buzzing all about!
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot...
Profetic profiteer, The messiah of the year
Oh come save me for you are my saviour
God won't blame you for injust behaviour
Mash them, boil them anyway you want them...
These hot potatos are the leading cause of Injustice
Justices indigestion, You'll find your answer's just another question
Left right, left right left!
There's confetti for the fiesta and tobasco for the fiasco
A bullet for Guevara and a fat cigar for Castro
Will Hoover ever hoover up the mess he made?
They say live by the sword and you will die by the blade
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot
Pick it up, Pick it up it's hot...
Profetic profiteer the messiah of the year
Oh come save me for you are my saviour
God won't blame you for injust behavior
Mash them, boil them anyway you want them...
These hot potatos are the leading cause of Injustice
Justices indigestion, You'll find your answer's just another question.
A Question, A Life
An answer, a death
But for whose god shall you kill?
The children are crying and soldiers are dying to fill pockets already full
Is this humanity? Is this what we call sanity? Our god has forsaken us
All these hot potatoes and these red tomatoes make a salad of this world
All these hot potatoes and these red tomatoes make a salad of this world
Money has become a new religion and you've lost your souls
Ooh Ouaaah you omniscient fools!
Writer: Simon Fleury
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid