Roll over and Play Dead - Lizzy Borden

In this theatre of cruelty

I’m the living page of mystery

No turning back I’m inside your head

Time to roll over and play dead

Cut to the chase scene the hero’s amazing

Degenerate millionare filthy rich crazy

Sinners and cowards and hypocrites creedless

Powerless lost, double crossed

Here to eat us alive

We can survive, they can’t make us they won’t break our stride

We can survive never lay down and die

Roll over, roll over

Roll over and play dead (I said)

Roll over, roll over

Roll over and play dead

Sluts are your lovers, the streets are their haven

Their dreams all died hard when their pumps hit the pavement

Comas and golddust and promises, promises

Whitecoats and cutthroats they lied

No place to hide

We can survive, we can fake it they can’t take our pride

We can survive, never lay down and die

Roll over, roll over

Roll over and play dead

Roll over, roll over

Roll over and play dead