Here Come the Romans Songtext
von Cherry Ghost

World without sound
Can′t you keep the noise down?
Else you're going to make the baby cry
Over-spilt blood heavens
Anyone would think you had an axe to grind

Baby, look out, here come the rovers
With their steely gaze
They′re climbing on your sofa
Cheap veneers and a swinging brick for a heart, heart
Forked tongues sing songs
We're tired and we want to go home

Hide the swag bag
Quick before the tongs whack
Cross your heart and claim a noble cause
Quote the Scriptures
Paint your pretty pictures
Grease them with your filthy paws


Baby, look out, here come the rovers
With their steely gaze
They're climbing on your sofa
Cheap veneers and a swinging brick for a heart, heart
Forked tongues sing songs
We′re tired and we want to go home

Bad news spreads fast and the spreading
Was born of a chip pan fire
We must confess we ain′t progressed
Since Elvis has left the building a mess

World without sound
Can't you keep the noise down?
Else you′re going to make the baby cry
Over-spilt blood heavens
Anyone would think you had an axe to grind

Baby, look out, here come the rovers
With their steely gaze
They're climbing on your sofa
Cheap veneers and a swinging brick for a heart, heart
Forked tongues sing songs
We′re tired and we want to go home


Hear the rovers tearing up the alleyway
Forked tongues sing songs
We're tired and we want to go home
Home, home
Take me home