New Roman Times Songtext / Lyric

buh-bah, buh-bah...



I'm sitting in the sand staring at my shoe

The birds, they sing "tweet tweet," but I don't hear their tune

Sergeant says something close to my face

Bells, they ring, they ring and ring



My daddy's got your back

My mama's got your back

My brother's got your (back)



Hello Morpheus, I think I'm going down

Ezekiel's wheel spins, I'm born upon a throne

By Red Cross crusaders, we wait from Galilee, Assyria, Sumeria



My brother's got your back

My sister's got your back

My papa's got your back



buh-bah, buh-bah...






The day we came home, it was a shitty day

No ticker tape parade, we rolled down Congress in the rain

And as we crossed across that Colorado Bridge

The bats flew out, darken the sky



My brother's got your back

My sister's got your back

My papa's got your back



Living in a town on the big Rio Bend

My kids' worker, she's always drunk

And my wife don't give a shit

I take a plane out to the Province of Las Vegas, California:

Occupied, the Republic of California



My brother's got your back

My sister's got your back

My papa's got your back



buh-bah, buh-bah...