Bungalow Boys - Roll Your Stones

Stop, drop, roll your stones
Tell me what you wanna know
Mama’s got a fever and the kids are playing in the smoke
Get lost in the storybook
Mama said you know you should
Always have direction ‘cause perfection’s so misunderstood
She sounds like a broken record
That I can’t turn off
Stop, drop, roll your stones
Tell me what you wanna know
Mama’s a believer but she’ll never let her demons show
So tell me how you’re feeling now
Lay it on the ground
I always have direction but my mama thinks I’m hell-bound
If I could find your record player
I’d smash it on the ground
God I’d love to hear that sound
Please take your medication
So I can just be on vacation
I’m tired of your interpretation of me
‘Cause I think that I’m the way I’m supposed to be
She wants to be sedated
Loved locked or medicated
She wants to be sedated
Turn around and break my patience
She’ll try to not cry in the limelight
She wants to be sedated
So I had her medicated
She wants to be sedated
Turn around and break my patience
Sometimes I wish I could see life through your eyes
Please take your medication
So I can just be on vacation
I’m tired of your interpretations of me
‘Cause I think that I’m the way I’m supposed to be

Written by:
Carter Miller, Hamilton Gardner, Joseph Turnes, Kamryn Harley, Michael O'Grady, Walter Vetrano

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