Chisel Cold I`m Gonna Roll Ya Lyrics

I`m Gonna Roll Ya Lyrics

No copulation, no revolution
Said the young Marquis de Sade
But all the
whips in France ain't gonna get me
Fuckin' on a barracade
From the
schoolboys on it was one big con
As we hung around the hockey teams
In
each boys brain the dream was the same
All I ever went to do is get
laid

Now the whole wide world has a better idea
And it shook us all
to the core
You follow some two-year fairy tale
Into happy
evermore
The sleepy priest at the bridal feast
His hands make a holy
sign
And as the bride hoes into the wedding cake
She's a-singin' in the
back of her mind

Come on, come on
I'm gonna roll ya all night long .
. .

Well I took that crap for a little while
And it kept me off the
street
Then I met me a lady with a shady past
And manners like a dog on
heat
Those musos hummin' when they see her comin'
Make a noise like a
hurricane
When you see that line at the dressing-room door
You know she's
just spread 'em for the boys again

Well there ain't nothin' better than
to rip your sweater
In a bang behind the stage
Or the drawn out sigh as
you feel her thigh
Then you stop and estimate her age
If she's turned
fourteen she's a rock'n'roll queen
You can give her anything you
choose
And when she whispers Honey it's the money or the box
You know
money's so easy to lose

Come on, come on
I'm gonna roll ya all night
long . . .