On A Rope - Rocket From The Crypt

Saw straight through me,

Stare started to unglue me

And I knew that I couldn’t win

I Wanna steal your love, stop holdin' the dove

Just to pour my good luck in

Chorus:

On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope

On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope

On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope

On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope

On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope

On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope

On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope

Same old story, yeah it’s getting kind of gory

Throw my all time low away

Spit turns into a treasure, taste the blind so much

Choke words that I can’t say

No gun, no bomb, no way I’ll run

Too bad, I’m not in shape

Too little, too late, that deal’s so chased

Do burning hands seem to care?

Chorus:

All right, I’m ready--the wild sound’s gonna take me away

That beat’s so steady

Make me fall to my knees, just start crying

No… no… no no no no no no no no please no

Chorus.