Hoy traemos un temazo de esos que suponen un duro castigo para tus cervicales. Surgidos en Nueva York en 1986, Prong, pronto se convirtieron en uno de los referentes más innovadores del metal de finales del siglo pasado. Comandados por el incombustible Tommy Victor y con su mezcla de crossover, groove y metal industrial, sacudieron la escena metálica más vanguardista con este mítico Snapp Your Fingers, Snapp Your Neck de su afamado disco Cleansing (1994).

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 through 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
You want the good life, you break your back
You snap your fingers, you snap your neck
You want the good life, you break your back
You snap your fingers, you snap your neck
You want the good life, you break your back
You snap your fingers, you snap your neck
You want the good life, you break your back
You snap your fingers, you snap your neck
Snap your fingers, snap your neck
Snap your fingers, snap your neck
Snap your fingers, snap your neck
Snap your fingers, snap your neck

Autores de la canción: Ted Parsons / Thomas Victor