Tom Williams - Rolling Ball

My head is beating like a drum
Those beating boys a rump and come
Push my car into his upright
While my head is flown outside to roam

En long is far from home
Those keys don't even roll
So now I will have friends to love and call our own
Call our own

Cause my head is a lonely moan

Entrails of empty birds leave a mark like bankers mail
I eye the world for all it's worth but I left my little fleece at home

Don't say I never really think of you
I love you as my eyes are blue
Your head is so full I wish I could drain it
And be as happy as on my own

Cause my head is a lonely moan

Well you say that I'm a restless whore at night
Well I'll pulling all the stops
To keep my shit in line
I have travelled farther than any man
Just once could I be me
I just want to be me

Rolling ball is what I drive
It keeps me awake and alive
Johnny says I've had my last chance
He should know it all better than my own

Cause my head is a lonely moan
Such a lonely moan

Written by:
Thomas Williams

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