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? |