Once you`ve left a lonely rage on its own, it grows And dynamite stuffed in a mailbox doesn`t smoke until it blows And, oh, all the tears in four tiny years Well, look at me, I`m frightening my friends You better roll me...
I bought a map of the moon There was a crater with my name on it and a really good view There I was, getting drunk in your room Because I wanted to throw my weight around
And, oh, all the tears in four tiny years Well, look at me, I`m frightening my friends You better roll me home You better roll me home You better roll me home
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