: Cool grass blowing up the pass Don't you know I'm feeling mellow I love your Roman nose, the way you curl your toes baby Make me feel so mellow It
boy search boy, talkin about your dough and punk like lurch boy Every time I heard you rhymin like a fucking jerk boy; simp, yeah! [Verse 5: Andre Benjamin] Friends, Romans
: Earth, sky, sea, and rain Is she coming back again? Men of straw sneak a whore Words that build or destroy Dirt, dry, bone, sand, and stone Barbed
it, I ride up on it I had to maintain my mental frame, and now I'm Boneless Word sound 'til I'm foamin' Cybergenics wanted my genes for clonin' Disownin' heads like Romans
up from the dead to bitch slap ya I lay in my bed, shoot Roman Candles at the ceiling I like the fire that rains, and I can't explain the feeling
vibes of ruined lives Sounds in the chamber I was hidden in was so spine-tinglin' I was tremblin' Envisionin' the fear, here within a new millennium Where rain
hand In a desperate land Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain And all the children are insane All the children are insane Waiting for the summer rain,
blue light Of the beginning of a century at the end of an endless night Then she is wet behind the ears and wafting down the avenue Pre-rush hour, post-rain
Earth, sky, sea and rain Is she coming back again? Men of straw, snooker hall Words that build or destroy Dirt, dry, bone, sand and stone Barbed-wire
wear more hats. new is my beginning and used is my life, few are my winnings, abused is my wife. I chained chances together while hippies do acid rain
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4 This little light of mine I'm gonna let it shine Out on the street, in the rain, in the heat When Ray plays his harp in the key of red
? Your soldiers wait Once again the Romans want to extend its edge. Hard tiring days and sleepless nights Marchin'on thru' hasty lands and evil hill Rain
Eric The Gardener Julius Cæsar came, saw, conquered, went away 'Cause it rained here all the time Too many sniffs and colds Got up his Roman nose
public (Isaiah 53:3-12, John 19:17-37) you'd think that's enough but is it, but is it? let's pretend all you had to do was ask Him in (Romans 10:9)
outside There's a trestle across the water Like my hands across that year For a moment the green was mine And our footsteps worn From years of rain
Annie Roboff/Amie Roman Love, love's a chameleon Makes one-in-a-million Feel like to much of the same But leave, leave it behind you And love will remind
s hand In a desperate land? Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain And all the children are insane All the children are insane Waiting for the summer rain