Cherry Ghost - Here Come the Romans Lyrics

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Here Come the Romans

Here Come the Romans Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Here Come the Romans By Cherry Ghost?
World without sound, can't you keep the noise down?
'Else you gonna make the baby cry Over split blood heavens anyone would Think you had an Axe to grind Baby, look out here come the Romans With their steely gaze they're climbing on your sofa Cheap veneers and a swinging brisk for a heart Forked tongues same song we're tired and we wanna go home Hide the swag bag, quick before the tongues wag Cross your heart and claim a noble cause Quote the scriptures, paint your pretty pictures Fleece them with your filthy paws Baby, look out here come the Romans With their steely gaze they're climbing on your sofa Cheap veneers and a swinging brisk for a heart Forked tongues same song we're tired and we wanna go home Bad news spread fast and they're spreading They're spreading like 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 gonna make the baby cry Over split blood, heavens anyone would Think you had an Axe to grind Baby, look out here come the Romans With their steely gaze they're climbing on your sofa Cheap veneers and a swinging brisk for a heart Forked tongues same song we're tired and we wanna go home |
Who Wrote Here Come the Romans By Cherry Ghost?
Aldred, Parsons, Rhodes
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What's The Duration Of The Here Come the Romans By Cherry Ghost?The duration of Here Come the Romans is 4:00 minutes and seconds. |
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