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We Came as Romans (We Came as Romans) · Modern Romans (The Call) · Polaroîd/Romans/Photo (Thierry Muller) · We Are the Romans (Botch) · Modern Romans (The Call) · We Are the Romans [Deluxe Edition] (Botch) · We Are the Romans (Botch) · Seed [Bonus Track] (Afro Celt Sound System) · Little Seed: Songs for Children by Woody Guthrie (Elizabeth Mitchell) · Mutiny!/The Bad Seed (The Birthday Party) – and 90 other albums »


The Roman empire has crucified the messiah
The bestial power as sacrificed your Gods
Feared by this power, the cross he'll carry
And visions
has been thrown
Contempt for the Christian reign
The poison seed now sewn
And if by chance all is lost
Cut down by Roman steel
We'll suffer not
About the time the late and great Jimmie Rodgers
Career came to an end
Another young fella by the name of Bob Wills
Was makin' preparations to become
doors 

Simon the Roman 
Gone fission for man 
If you're caught is to be freed 
Come open your lock 
By using a rock 
Or sowing the proper seeds 

Woe
inside your smile

And I thought we came 
Too close to the ground
The zeppelin failed to push you away
The greco roman doors have been opened
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the flower that shattered the stone album, and has also been released on the stonehaven
no victory
We shoot and kill and kill your lover
Fine by me
Warchild, victim of political pride
Plant the seed, territorial greed
Mind
riding piggy-back
Then I came to her shack

We go inside the place it's a mess
She said my name's the liquid poetess
She unties her mouth
And her buckskin
I`m riding piggy-back 
Then I came to her shack 

We go inside the place it`s a mess 
She said my name`s the liquid poetess 
She unties her mouth
I'm riding piggy-back
Then I came to her shack

We go inside the place it's a mess
She said my name's the liquid poetess
She unties her mouth
The rain didn't come by for one calendar year, so when the man with the sunflower seeds in his had came near, we sent him away. The rain didn't come
As they say in Latin
(I came, I saw, I conquered)

 Down by the shores of sunny Italy
 In our little rendezvous
 We kissed and then we kissed
Iraq gets more irate,
We really know nothing about them
And no one cares.
Aladdin and the forty thieves
Enhanced by brand new special effects.
Getting all the things we need
Oh don't forget the beer, oh my little dear
It helps to sow the mellow seed

And it can't be bad, all the love I've had
as the Romans do.
Feeling my weakness, a coward for company
I joined the ranks of the hot and hungry
To teach what it means to have love for your country

We
shots
Communist cops, H&R Block's, with taxes
Bank money's all controlled by these Roman-Catholic's
Secret symbols of the Red Dragon, as the Phoenix
We're all ready to have some fucking fun here tonight, right?
Well you all came to the right place.
Now we're doing some shit uh, from
Well we were kissing
It was secret
We'd had to sneak beyond the kitchen
Both well aware that there'd be trouble
If the manager should find us
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
Thine is not the Kingdom
no trace of strength I see
no Mercy to expect
a seed of claws upon your lips

As pure wit turns into effusions
we, snakes
riding piggy-back
Then I came to her shack

We go inside the place it's a mess
She said my name's the liquid poetess
She unties her mouth
And her buckskin
I'm riding piggy-back
Then I came to her shack

We go inside the place it's a mess
She said my name's the liquid poetess
She unties her mouth
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on Hebrews 6:1a, Romans 1:17, Philippians 1:6

We're content to pitch our tent
When the glory's evident
Seldom
The devil's circus came to town - we watched the freaks arrive en masse
When they paraded through our streets, we turned a blind eye as they passed
being hit through wickedness, I'm losing my grip
I thought we lived by the books, The Bible, Koran
We pick cotton, my back is still hot and dark and
They

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