Holy Rollers For Love - Jakob Dylan

Down from the mountain out walking the flood

I see the future in this setting sun

Unfolded gardens uncover the earth as it was

Filled with canteens and tear gas from this last voyage of us

Ain’t no gentlemen here hiding wings

The devil himself would be puzzled to give

Any reasons to sink his fingers in

All this voodoo and black magic doing the work that was his

With battle songs filling their lungs

Move them out down under the sun

Give 'em tears for cherry red blood

Stack 'em old, we cradle them young

World is crazy or maybe just holy rollers for love

Now split this ocean set these sails

It’s down to the seabed we dazzle and fail

Hereafter’s bringing more funerals than fairs

And it’s a book of blank maps that we’re using to get us there

Now through the hilltops my daughter, my son

The rescue’s too little to cover the slums

Cross this river deeper than it ever was

There’s a pause in the evening when prayers are supposed to be done

With battle songs filling their lungs

Move them out down under the sun

Give 'em tears for cherry red blood

Stack 'em old, we cradle them young

World is crazy or maybe just holy rollers for love

Glory, glory hallelujah, be warned

God is still marching, still raising his sword

Board these windows and guard your stretch of floor

Now something sinister’s got you the minute you open the door

With battle songs filling their lungs

Move them out down under the sun

Give 'em tears for cherry red blood

Stack 'em old, we cradle them young

This world is crazy or maybe just holy rollers for love

This world is crazy or maybe she’s holy rollers for love

This world is crazy and making us holy rollers for love