Highway Robbery - The Dillinger Escape Plan

You’d never imagine us bringing a loaded gun to the ballroom

This party is about to kick off

Tonight is the wrong night

The devil’s own are only starting up the first round of the fight

So hang on tight

Dear mother

The needle is jabbing the womb draw back and release this child of disease

This mob is a riot

The outlaw youth are only emptying the first round of the night

'cause everything’s not alright

I suppose you thought you had our hands behind our backs

Wool over our eyes

Now your pulse is in my palm and you stand hands to mouth

Wearing your disguise

It’s pretty apparent this boy is a curse

The christ of the moment so blow him away

Hey come on

And take the new number if you’re next in line

Then kid I got a really big fucking surprise

There won’t be a next time

I suppose you thought you had our hands behind our backs

Wool over our eyes

Now your pulse is in my palm and you stand hands to mouth

Wearing your disguise

I suppose you thought you had our hands behind our backs

Wool over our eyes

Now your pulse is in my palm and you stand hands to mouth

Wearing your disguise

I suppose you thought you, I suppose you thought you

I suppose you thought you put the wool over our eyes

I suppose you thought you, I suppose you thought you

I suppose you thought you put the wool over our eyes