Let The Fuckers Roll

Duration

4:22

Genres

Indie Rock

Description

Lyrics

well, I do not like your manner; nor the way in which you speak, yet your countenance deceives you when you fall down to your knees. you pray to weeping martyrs and mine for words to keep while the ghosts of alabaster drain you while you sleep you better roll, roll, roll let those fuckers roll. There is no fear or danger when there is no fear of death, and the common consulate while the moment steals itself they said "take what you can carry if you can name your gold in weight" and i spit into their faces, that i was king and this was fate. I say roll, roll Let those fuckers roll. roll... Let those fuckers roll I slaughtered all their servants till my sandal's filled with blood, And I took home the entire kingdom on my shoulders through the mud It was then she floated down, put a string of beads around my neck, and she said "now you are what you've always been you are yourself" better roll, roll, roll, better let those fuckers roll. roll, Let those fuckers roll. You can see the nightmares in the bags beneath their eyes they know no more secrets cause they're prone to hide and lie The past is soon forgotten and their wants and needs grow back and the pain of all the mornings wake up brightly in his hands I say roll, roll, roll Let those fuckers Roll. roll, roll, roll, let those fuckers roll.