Roundhouse Songtext
von Quincy Conserve

Two, one, two, three
Round house

I got a house full of boxes
I got a chain on my door, yeah, yeah
Down at the round house, pretty baby
I can′t see you no more

I got a new kind of condition
Chains of mess on the floor, yeah, yeah
Down at the round house, pretty baby
You don't stop by anymore

Lots of time to do some thinkin′
I got time to do some drinkin'
I know you don't really care
But could you pass me that ale?

I know I saw you last Tuesday
Just before the big scene, yeah, yeah
Sellin′ postcards at the grocery
To an Egyptian queen


All my friends are here with me
Plus a few I don′t know, know, know
Down at the round house, pretty baby
I can't see you no more
Wow!

Lots of time to do some drinkin′
I got time for thinkin'
I know you don′t really care
But could you pass me that ale?

I know I saw you last Tuesday
Just before the big scene, yeah, yeah
Sellin' postcards at the grocery
To an Egyptian queen

All my friends are here with me
Plus a few I don′t know, know
Down at the round house, pretty mama
I can't see you no more

Wow!
Round house!