Mansions - Israel Nash

Don’t you touch me

Don’t attempt to flee

The way I see it

I don’t owe you no time

You can hold us under

You need a leg to stand

You built your mansion on a rock

Just to find it sinking in the sand

When the gunman

He falls asleep

The lamb surrenders

And you move your feet

You can call us under

You need a leg to stand

You built your mansion on a rock

Just to find it sinking in the sand

By the pressure out under

Is it safe to land?

All the makes me wonder

Through these lands

Through these lands