I scream for peace from the clutches of the street
Now who do you think that you're saving?
from the gust of glow my heart will flow
But my love is like the raven
No bitter past could try to unmask
The true four words you've been saying
The brithis class will devide your tasks
But my love is like the raven
So gather your boys and hold on
This ain't the place to be harmed
Ohh no no no no
So gather your boys and hold on
This ain't the place to be harmed
Ohh no no no no
For it's the rattle and roll, coming over.
If the hands that strive and the darkest lie
Could write down the words their exchanging
Then my ring neck may bring the deaf(?)
But my love is still the raven
No bitter fling could force you to begin
The true four lie you've been craving
But they stand as ghost on the wit drum coast (?)
And fly just like the raven
So gather your boys and hold on
This ain't the place to be harmed
ohh no no no no
So gather your boys and hold on
This ain't the place to be harmed
ohh no no no no
For it's the rattle and roll, coming over.
For it's the rattle and roll
