Sisyphus peered into the mist A stone's throw from the precipice, paused
Did he jump or did he fall as he gazed into the maw of the morning mist? Did he raise both fists and say, "To hell with this" and just let the rock roll?
Let it roll, let it crash down low There's a house down there But I lost it long ago Let it roll, let it crash down low See my house down there But I lost it long ago
Well, I let the rock roll on down to the town below We had a house down there But I lost it long ago Lost it long ago
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
I'm letting it roll away It's got nothing to do with fate And everything to do with you
I'd rather fail like a mortal than flail like a god on a lightning rod History forgets the moderates
For those who sit recalcitrant and taciturn You know I'd rather turn and burn than scale this edifice, yeah
Where's my accomplice? So take my hand We'll do more than stand
Take my hand We'll claim this land Take my hand And we'll let the rock rollTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
