Roll On Oblivion - Jason Collett

Roll on oblivion

We live in outer space

Roll on southern gentlemen

And your Bonaparte ways

No need to get philosophic

When you’re the sharpest teeth

Feeling philanthropic

Fell out of vogue in the new century

Throw it all on the table, in one dollar bills

I’m not feeling so stable, roll me on up the hill

You come around the corner

Marching in line

You got your orders, I never got mine

Roll on Napoleon, full of the new wine

Rolling on down Main Street

While I’m in the alley being hard to find

Out in the streets

In the chill of the night

As thick as thieves

My lover and I