Roland, I Feel You
For your heart they will mug youFor your soul they will trick youJust things hard to come by
Know this the world is an evil machineWhat you need is a ghostBut there' s no friendly ghost
Roland, I feel youIt is mayhem out these daysI specialize in end times, tooLast night I dreamt I was flying the jetInto the mother shipBut then I woke up too soon
Hold tight get a gripThe whole world is going to hellThe kids right out on the streetsAnd baby ain't feeling the love no more
We have the salvationAnd invented a deviceBut created a monsterAnd get killed by its handsAnd in the air a sweet melodyIt is a lullabyAn apocalypso beat
Hold tight get a gripThe whole world is going to hellThe kids right out on the streetsAnd baby ain't feeling the love no more
Hold tight get a gripThe whole world is going to hellKids into this worldYes, until no prick is in charge no more
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