Lyrics Old Roman Wall - Soldiers Of Fortune, Cass McCombs

Old Roman Wall

HUMPY DUMPTY FELL OFF THE OLD ROMAN WALL
THEY GOT MY BACK AGAINST THE OLD ROMAN WALL
ROMAN SOLDIERS SPEARING A SLAVE IN THE BALL
TO STICK HIS PRICK IN THE GLORY HOLE ON THE OLD CHINESE WALL
THAT’S ONE ALLEGORY OF THE ZOMBIE:
BITING OFF MORE THAN ONE CAN CHEW
WHY PLAY TRICKS ON THE FEEBLE-MINDED?
PERHAPS THERE’S A PART OF ME THAT’S FEEBLE-MINDED
PLAYING TRICKS ON THE FEEBLE-MINDED, WHY?
PERHAPS HERE’S A PART THAT’S FEEBLE-MINDED: I
WHY PLAY TRICKS WHEN I’LL JUST GET CAUGHT?
UNDER THE THUMB OF ROME, PRESSED INTO A DOT
TO STEAL WITHOUT GUILT AND FREELY CONFESS
TO ADORN THE SINISTER JEWELRY OF JADE
TO AFFORD MY HONOR THE ONE EXCEPTION OF SPONTANEITY
TO THE ANTIDOTE- A SMALL DOSAGE OF POISON BUILDS IMMUNITY
TO COMPULSION- LIKE A MAN DRINKING HIS WAGES WHILE HIS FAMILY STARVES
TO ESPIONAGE- ONE LAST LIE
WHAT DISTINGUISHES ME FROM THE ENEMY?
I KNOW THEIR SECRETS, THEY’LL NEVER KNOW MINE