Old Roman Wall - Soldiers Of Fortune, Cass McCombs

HUMPY DUMPTY FELL OFF THE OLD ROMAN WALL

THEY GOT MY BACK AGAINST THE OLD ROMAN WALL

ROMAN SOLDIERS SPEARING A SLAVE IN THE BALL

TO STICK HIS PRICK IN THE GLORY HOLE ON THE OLD CHINESE WALL

THAT’S ONE ALLEGORY OF THE ZOMBIE:

BITING OFF MORE THAN ONE CAN CHEW

WHY PLAY TRICKS ON THE FEEBLE-MINDED?

PERHAPS THERE’S A PART OF ME THAT’S FEEBLE-MINDED

PLAYING TRICKS ON THE FEEBLE-MINDED, WHY?

PERHAPS HERE’S A PART THAT’S FEEBLE-MINDED: I

WHY PLAY TRICKS WHEN I’LL JUST GET CAUGHT?

UNDER THE THUMB OF ROME, PRESSED INTO A DOT

TO STEAL WITHOUT GUILT AND FREELY CONFESS

TO ADORN THE SINISTER JEWELRY OF JADE

TO AFFORD MY HONOR THE ONE EXCEPTION OF SPONTANEITY

TO THE ANTIDOTE- A SMALL DOSAGE OF POISON BUILDS IMMUNITY

TO COMPULSION- LIKE A MAN DRINKING HIS WAGES WHILE HIS FAMILY STARVES

TO ESPIONAGE- ONE LAST LIE

WHAT DISTINGUISHES ME FROM THE ENEMY?

I KNOW THEIR SECRETS, THEY’LL NEVER KNOW MINE