Falling Through the Roof - Horse Feathers

Lady, you fondle then fight, tonight

By tomorrow you should grow

Hades, the place you reside tonight

By tomorrow we should know

It’s likely you will lie

As your tongue will taste the sky

Like it was once

And maybe, you will bruise

As you fall right through this roof

Like it was once

It’s likely you will prove

That these things they come in two’s

Like it was once

And maybe, you will bruise

As you fall right through this roof

Like it was once