Fire fallin from the sky
Great golden pillars are vaporized
Rome is fallin
Right before our eyes
I just believe that it's not because of me
And I cross the line
Nice to meet you
Black smoke night
Edge of destructioin
Do you got a light
Rome is fallin
right before our eyes
I just believe that it's not because of me
And I cross the line
It's just a roll of the dice now
Honey, honey
And just a matter of taste
I'm lookin at the world now baby
In a brand new face
With a soul patch
And a mustache
Better grab my boots and sash
Cus I got somewhere to go
And I don't have to hide
When I cross the line
1 | Sneak Out |
2 | Psychoanalyst |
3 | Telepathic |
4 | Americana |
5 | Cool Cody |
6 | Reptilian Blues |
7 | Brain Novocaine |
8 | The Guru |
9 | Birds Against The Glass |
10 | Baby Doncha Know Your Man? |