Rolling In On A Burning Tire

The moon is always full for us

The road is always clear

That's not what you want to hear

One is born so one can die

You must wait for a really long time

That's more you can bear

And the days will come and ago

And the band will march alone

Till the day you cast a shadow

That looks nothing like your own

Rolling in a burning tire

You're gonna set my house on fire

Just to show me

You were there

Well I was raised up like a snake

You were raised to leave me bait

I always, always take

And the days will come and ago

And the band will march alone

Till the day you cast a shadow

That looks nothing like your own

The moon is always full for us

The road is always clear

That's not what you want to hear

That's not what you want to hear