Fall of Rome (intro) Songtext
von James Reyne
Fall of Rome (intro) Songtext
I want no part of this despair
I want no ugly mornings
I want no opiated fear
I want no clouded callings
All alone
Alone
Every morning when I wake from my bed
I find I′m yawnin' and just scratchin′ my head
I face the dawnin', I feel like I'm dead
Baby, I′ve been sleeping all alone
Well, every daybreak as I wake from my sleep
I find I′m achin' as I drag from the deep
If I were a Mustang, I′d be a junk-yard heap
Mirror don't lie, mirror don′t lie, talk about a rollin' stone
And everybody said, "What′s that sound?"
Put it in a skillet and slap it all around
And everybody said, "I can't stay home"
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking ′bout the fall of Rome
Well, all these dragons are just draggin′ me down
I've been pickin′ things up from the underground
Like a trackless tram, I'm Bondi bound
Sittin′ in the depot all alone
No purity, no clear white walls
A big stampede when the Warragul calls
Times a-menacing just gnashes and mauls
Where'm I gonna buy it, where′m I gonna buy it
Gotta give a dog a bone
And everybody said, "What's that sound?"
Put it in a skillet and slap it all around
And everybody said, "I can't stay home"
Still thinking ′bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking ′bout the fall of Rome
I've been thinking ′bout the fall of Rome
Well, I've been livin′ a categorical lie
Each last thrill the penultimate high
Just one more hit before I can die
Yellow teeth are snappin' all around
Well, every day of the week as I wake from my bed
I find I′m yawning just a scratchin' my head
If I were a Mustang, I think it's gone to my head
Mirror don′t lie, mirror don′t lie, talk about a rolling stone
And everybody said, "What's that sound?"
Put it in a skillet and slap it all around
And everybody said, "I can′t stay home"
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
And everybody said, "What′s that sound?"
Put it in a skillet and slap it all around
And everybody said, "I can't stay home"
Still thinking ′bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking ′bout the fall of Rome
I′ve been thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
Fall of Rome, yeah, oh, oh
I want no ugly mornings
I want no opiated fear
I want no clouded callings
All alone
Alone
Every morning when I wake from my bed
I find I′m yawnin' and just scratchin′ my head
I face the dawnin', I feel like I'm dead
Baby, I′ve been sleeping all alone
Well, every daybreak as I wake from my sleep
I find I′m achin' as I drag from the deep
If I were a Mustang, I′d be a junk-yard heap
Mirror don't lie, mirror don′t lie, talk about a rollin' stone
And everybody said, "What′s that sound?"
Put it in a skillet and slap it all around
And everybody said, "I can't stay home"
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking ′bout the fall of Rome
Well, all these dragons are just draggin′ me down
I've been pickin′ things up from the underground
Like a trackless tram, I'm Bondi bound
Sittin′ in the depot all alone
No purity, no clear white walls
A big stampede when the Warragul calls
Times a-menacing just gnashes and mauls
Where'm I gonna buy it, where′m I gonna buy it
Gotta give a dog a bone
And everybody said, "What's that sound?"
Put it in a skillet and slap it all around
And everybody said, "I can't stay home"
Still thinking ′bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking ′bout the fall of Rome
I've been thinking ′bout the fall of Rome
Well, I've been livin′ a categorical lie
Each last thrill the penultimate high
Just one more hit before I can die
Yellow teeth are snappin' all around
Well, every day of the week as I wake from my bed
I find I′m yawning just a scratchin' my head
If I were a Mustang, I think it's gone to my head
Mirror don′t lie, mirror don′t lie, talk about a rolling stone
And everybody said, "What's that sound?"
Put it in a skillet and slap it all around
And everybody said, "I can′t stay home"
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
And everybody said, "What′s that sound?"
Put it in a skillet and slap it all around
And everybody said, "I can't stay home"
Still thinking ′bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking ′bout the fall of Rome
I′ve been thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
Fall of Rome, yeah, oh, oh
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