Lyrics The Roosters Are Coming Home to Crow - The World/Inferno Friendship Society

The Roosters Are Coming Home to Crow

The roosters are coming home to crow
You are gonna get it, goes to show
For curses like arrows shot upright
Down on the shooters head, alight
The better part of valor is not an option
You really didn’t see what this was gonna be
There’s the volcano, there’s the speeding train
There’s the bar with the giant screen TV
First stop to the culture wars
Behold the widow Morden still next door
Spends her time in lechery with ghosts
Not that she didn’t deserve it, at least not more than most
Is it a mystery?
Oh yes it is
Don’t be coy, my friend
Get back to practicing your instrument
Repudiate, repeat, and repent
First stop to the culture wars
Rushing to inhabit my dreams and fall asleep on the floor
See you on the other side, my beat up on, broken down tech
Like a kitten on a rug, used and used to it
First stop to the culture wars
A wonderful friend, a delightful lover, curled up on the floor
Practicing lechery with ghosts
We don’t deserve it
At least not more than most
At least not more than most