Pocket Lyrics

If you stand tall
With your back to the door
Then it's your own fault
When you get knocked to the floor
You may have fooled me once
But I've got a pretty d*** good memory
It's a small world
What a type cliché
But it's a small world
How many times can I say
That everything you do will end up
Coming right back around again

And if you don't know that by now
Then I feel quite sorry for you
I'm sorry for you Yeah
the people That you keep around
Well you learn from them
And they learn from you

So keep Your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket
Yeah keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket

When you just might start
To melt them down I come around
So keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket

It's a long haul to the front of the line
And you get there in your own sweet time
But there's always somebody
Who decides to cut right
In front of you
A wide eye looking for a ticket to ride
It's a long night
I hope you make it out alive
You can't spend your whole life
Worrying about what's behind you

And if you don't know that by now
Then I feel quite sorry for you
I'm sorry for you Yeah
The people that you keep around
Well you learn from them
And they learn from you

So keep Your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket
Yeah Keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket

When you just Might start
To melt them down
I come around
So keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket
And it's A lively colour
Not black and white
But some people think
They're the ones Who got it right
In a room so full Well
You have to be
A little more flexible

And if you don't know That by now
Then I feel quite sorry for you
I'm sorry for you Yeah
the people that you keep around
Well You learn from them
And they learn from you

So keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket
Yeah keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket

When you just might start
To melt them down
I come around
So keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket