(Andrea Chimenti / Francesco Magnelli / Gianni Maroccolo / Antonio Aiazzi) C'e una vecchia bici sotto la pioggia Dimmi amico e forse la tua? Dico a
She screams sweet hell, in her old white nightie With rips and tears she's too aware See through big black bombs that explode on chickens All the while
Rollin', rollin', rollin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' Rawhide She rollin', rollin', rollin' Though
The concept of labor Is a new thing for man How did it all begin? How did we die so fast? 8 hours a day Hasn't always been like this We used to be free
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His m-bike's clean You polish that thing He looks her over more than me But I won't let it get to me Yeah he can play with His machine Night or day Wind
In this house that I built Of cold emotions Through years of oppression The suffering which I obey An unbearable suffering The rope The strangulations
Torn apart upon a hook limb from fucking bloody limb Carbonized and oxidized pancreatic ducts ripped out Cleaned of all its organs nephrons smother
Rollin' Rollin' Rollin' Keep movin', movin', movin', Though they're disapprovin', Keep them doggies movin' Rawhide! Don't try to understand 'em
Saw the news today, some D.C. suit tryin' to break away Said, "He lost another million" Just another old man tryin' to pass the buck with his dirty hand
{God damn, well let's do a tune called Rawhide, okay God damn tape's rollin', let's go} Let's move 'em out One, two, three, four Rolin' rollin' rollin
Gonna get to the post office Walk in the door look at the shopkeeper Say "Hello Sonny, where's your poppy? And how much money does he keep in his locky
(Rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rawhide) Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' thought the streams are swollen Keep them dogies rollin' rawhide
Nobody knows how to tie the simple knots that I know Getting weak in the knees and your bruises are beginning to show The only way she knows how to
I never get tired of butterflies in my stomach And I never get used to calling girls on the phone I say I hate crushes now, but really I love it Having
Look out, they're coming to get us. Nevermind it's a false alarm. Look down, the store is beneath you. Nevermind, she's ??? Oh I don't ever relearn
It's been so long since I've seen your face, Except inside of my head. Counting down to the days till you're home, Hoping that we'll share a bed. Sometimes