Highway Robbery Songtext

von The Dillinger Escape Plan

You'd never imagine us bringing a loaded gun to the ballroom this party's 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 pull the wool over our eyes
I suppose you thought you
I suppose you thought you
I suppose you thought you pull the wool over our eyes