Rollers of Bedlam - Living Poor With Kings Lyrics

And I get up, strain a brave face where is my leather
Do my boot lace and hit the manor, I hit my manor
My boots they drag, I light my fag up
She can't deny it does get frightening
The girls might dye it, it will not suit
I still might try it, roll up my zoot
I am sick right now but I'll be better

But when? Never ever ever
And forever turns into never
Until I slowly rot away
Can't you cheer up for today

But tell me something I don't know
Tell us something we don't know
I'll tell you something you should know
Tell you something that you should know

Don't do drugs and drink like me, it'll kill ya
Don't get into a band like us, forget it!
And my girls gonna leave me tonight, I bet ya
And my band gonna leave me tonight, oh never

Heard the warrant cards out from the boys in the blue
And they're kicking down doors when they come to get me
Rollers kicking down doors when we come to get you
When we come to get ya
When we come to get you
You say you love me, couldn't give give a f*ck about you
I'm going sleep just as long the mattress ain't blue
Free K and Franko, they will be home soon
Take a flight to the moon!
Watch us fly threw monsoons
Gotta run away
I am on the run today
Gotta run