as faulty as your former field of vision…
staring down a setting sun…
(get back)
(get back)
(get back to where you once belonged)
as doomed as all the fallen holy roman soldiers…
dumb enough to jump the gun…
(into ‘holy roman soldiers’)
“safe and sound”
(get back)
(get back)
(get back to where you once belonged)
you’re lucky there’s another four-leaf clover…
(yea!)
i rolled it in the midday sun…
(get back)
(get back)
(get back to where you once belonged)
void as all my former rolls of dollars…
i blew it all on number one
i rolled it in the midday sun…
i surely should’ve just won you over…
(only waiting til the war is won)
(get back)
as certain as my final day of judgment
(hoping that your case is won)
(get back)
as effective as a formal form of punishment…
knowing that it’s almost over…
already you’re already gone…
get back!
sure enough to take you over…
knowing that you’re almost done…
get back!
i’m gonna find out…
is she really gonna do it?
will she really go the distance?
assuming that you’re already gone…
steady as a wheel of fortune…
simple as the setting sun…
TRUMP
already you’re already gone
and humble as the setting sun…
time to turn your headlights on…
knowing that you’re almost done…
(donovan)
already you’re almost done…
violent as our royal forefathers
when she’s moving too
inertia…rest in peace…
drive me to the shore…
i’ll keep on sinking til i finally reach the ocean floor
(‘homoloricardo’ thought he was a woman…)