Back on the Road / High Roller

Sweep the streets like a hurricane Nothing to lose You've got yourself to blame You're a six shooter Hot like a pistol A most creative self destructor My lady, my queen My only dream, a sight surpreme I need you, oh I need you I gave you my everything High roller When I look I see a stranger in your eyes High roller I wish it was the other way around No stream of sorrow or deception Flows to drench your preen and pride Your strength through blackness and your frozen fire leaves no cracks to hide Feeding on the life that lives to love you Can't let this love remain But I know it's my future that I'm trying to abstain High roller When I look I see a stranger in your eyes High roller A ramblin' rose, a treat for those who strive High roller A high flying bird, I can not shoot you down High roller I wish it was the other way around Reckless and restless I'm trying to hold you You're pushing me over I can not quit you No, no, no, no, no! You gave me a flash of what life's supposed to be But you're rollin' high girl Way too high for me

Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 11, 2025