Rover Songtext
von Wallace Vanborn

sell your secrets I want to know
what the sighting of the brethren in a city of gold
means to hold and what they want to love (don′t you mean that vampire?)
what they want to hiss, kiss, love and puff (could you and your hips try?)


born from a mind amidst decay
he's a rover
dancing in the wind on fallen land
little shy town
needs a little man to spill the blood
rover

sail your flagship between the goats
while the other men wait for more to loathe
pout your vagina, I need to know (did you wash that cockhand?)
while the boss shags the brethren chose (fight to fuck or dance to live)


born from a mind amidst decay
he′s a rover
dancing in the wind on fallen land
little shy town
needs a little man to spill the blood
rover