Just like a fallen tear in the sun, - yeah yeah... yeah yeah-eah! - we're all addicted to rolling home. we're all addicted to rolling home. Rolling home
of our ass We ran outside just to check out what it was It's a Mexicano thing, I ain't no Crip or Blood Dark in the garden so I couldn't see Though I
Kid brother with his bike And he's got Guthrie running in his bones He's the hobo kid who's left his home And his Beatles records and the Rolling Stones
a fireman who looks after the fire Can't you see he's fooled you all Yes, he's here again Can't you see he's fooled you all Share his peace, sign the
I make the demands around here Product sells, people die Same manipulation wrapped in lies Give a little money and play your rock and roll The biggest prizes to the biggest fools
am far away from home And though I listen to the Beatles I am a rolling stone. Yes I am far away from home Just let me tell you something Before IA
galaxy, the gods is known From war poems to shattering bones and star domes Zone off, blow your clone off, and take the crowd home To the cook out, digital
like a fallen tear in the sun, - yeah yeah... yeah yeah-eah! - we're all addicted to rolling home. we're all addicted to rolling home. Rolling home
2x Who's been teaching you Who's been reaching you Come on over God's people want to speak to you Who's been schooling you Hope they ain't fooling you
fireman who looks after the fire. You, can't you see he's fooled you all. Yes, he's here again, can't you see he's fooled you all. Share his
make ya heart a cold I sweat so much I'm so hot, I'm hard to hold And I'll tell you somethin' else fool Suspicion for life Have you comin' home from work
Bản dịch: Fool's Garden. Rolling Home.
ass We ran outside just to check out what it was It's a Mexicano thing I ain't no Crip or Blood Dark in the garden so I couldn't see Though I looked to
