Wicked Row

Mr. Blockhead is dancing in the mist
His hands both tangled
In a web of fighting fists
Just a simple wrangle

Welcome on Wicked Row
You can't escape here
At least there's no place to go
That would suit you

Roy the beggar talking to Johnny the thief
Let us create a world war
Or at least let us lie down underneath
This carpet covered wooden floor

Welcome on Wicked Row
You can't escape here
At least there's no place to go
That would suit you

Like Sisyphus rolling his stone up the hill
A never-ending story
It's the ugly old thought-grinding mill
That keeps us from our glory

Welcome on Wicked Row
You can't escape here
At least there's no place to go
That would suit you

It's those days that I can't forget
And I'm feeling guilty
But on the other hand I won't regret
Like Copernicus I'm dying for it

Welcome on Wicked Row
You can't escape here
At least there's no place to go
That would suit you



Credits
Writer(s): Markus Orthaber
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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