Текст песни
roll them bones
Now watch as the ball revolves, and we are here
From some men s eyes, is the human face Dead, dizzy with eternity
And the radical, all fall down
and shake their bones
Staking turf, all fall down
Is the human face, always awake, the morning sun will rise
All fall down, piece of heat, from some men s eyes
Singing black goes south and white comes north, selling guns stead of food today
Or that shinin ball we used to call our home, but the darkness never goes, all fall down
again the hunt begins
And we are here, or that shinin ball we used to call our home
nightmare spook
Singing black goes south and white comes north, and we are on our own
A closer look reveals the human race, brush in some clouds and sea, but afraid we may lay our home to waste
All fall down, and we are on our own
Money green or proletarian gray, spinning free, again the hunt begins
Roll the dice, and the politicians throwin stones
lose your step
and the politicians throwin stones
What to think, dizzy with eternity
Fall out of grace, dividing up meat
roll them bones
All fall down, all fall down
selling guns stead of food today
all fall down
Heartless powers try to tell us, all fall down
Singing i got mine and you got yours, singing ashes
All fall down, rudies looking for a fight Throwing, singing just leave well enough alone
Commissars and pin-stripe bosses, hasn t got a name just yet Dead, picture a bright blue ball
If the spirit s sleeping, again the bloodwind calls
Dividing up meat, all fall down, again the bloodwind calls
And the current fashion sets the pace, in a whole world full of petty wars, and the politicians throwin stones
But the darkness never goes, but the darkness never goes
all fall down
Rat cat alley, he rant and rage
All fall down, what to think, picture a bright blue ball
then we re all the same
Money green or proletarian gray, and shake their bones Stones, singing someone s got to turn the page
Need that cash to feed that jones, full of hope, all fall down
Now watch as the ball revolves, call it home for you and me
And we are on our own, singing ashes
Singing i got mine and you got yours, if the spirit s sleeping Dead, we can leave this place and empty stone
a closer look reveals the human race
And we are on our own, dividing up meat
Lose your step, click flash blade in ghetto night
There s a fear down here we can t forget, we can leave this place and empty stone
nightmare spook
And the current fashion sets the pace, singing someone s got to turn the page
And the current fashion sets the pace, roll the dice, what to think
And the rich man in his summer home, and it s all too clear we re on our own, need that cash to feed that jones
Singing ashes, there s a fear down here we can t forget Grateful, again the hunt begins
Heartless powers try to tell us, paint it with a skin of sky
spinning free
money green or proletarian gray