Meditations - Rome
Rome, Rome is a wicked place
Rome, Rome is a wicked place
Rome is for the wicked
The ones that dip their hands down into wickedness
Say he who have eyes to see, let him see
And he who have ear to hear, let him hear
Don't set your hearts on vanity
Just try to learn some intelligence-ee
The longest liver see the most
And a patient man rides donkey
The longest liver see the most, for sure
And a patient man rides donkey
Tell you 'bout
Rome, Rome is a wicked place
Rome, children, is a wicked place
Yes, my brethren
Open your ears and listen, children
All lifted up your heads high
Don't you be like the walking dead
Let's give thanks and praise
To the Most High
'Cause He's the one who give us bread
And don't set your hearts on vanity
Just try to learn some intelligence-ee
'Cause the longest liver see the most, for sure
And a patient man rides donkey
Tell you now
Rome, children, is a wicked place
Tell you 'bout
Rome, my brethren, is a wicked place
Don't let them lead you to Rome
You hear what I say? I tell you children
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