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Unholy Rollers
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Rock
Unholy Rollers was released on September 12, 2025 by Well Kept Secret as a part of the album Unholy Rollers - Single
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Release DateSeptember 12, 2025
LabelWell Kept Secret
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Loose Cattle
Loose Cattle
Performer
Michael Cerveris
Michael Cerveris
Vocals
Kimberly Kaye
Kimberly Kaye
Vocals
Rene Coman
Rene Coman
Bass
Doug Garrison
Doug Garrison
Drums
Jay Gonzalez
Jay Gonzalez
Hammond Organ
Rurik Numan
Rurik Numan
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Cerveris
Michael Cerveris
Songwriter
Kimberly Kaye
Kimberly Kaye
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Agnello
John Agnello
Producer
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

There’s nothing worse than unholy rollers
Pushing babies in their strollers
Judging mothers they don’t know
They sing Hallelujah Jesus
Ripping neighbors into pieces
Mean and nasty day and night
But Sunday morning…
They’re all right.
Packed in tighter than a bag of crawfish
Squirming in the summer heat
Preaching to the high school choir
And dialing up the hate
Well the Lord said spread the good word
And man, those sure are…words
Now Jesús weren’t no carpentry bagger
Shilling on Royal Street
Barking like a hit dog
About how grown people mate
But the Lord said spread the Good Word
And man, them still are…words
Jesus loves you, sure, but I got doubts
There’s nothing worse than unholy rollers
Pushing babies in their strollers
Judging mothers they don’t know
They sing Hallelujah Jesus
Ripping neighbors into pieces
Mean and nasty day and night
But Sunday morning…
They’re all right
Bless your heart
She came on so cool and calm that butter wouldn’t melt
But she sure spread it on real thick from both sides of her mouth
Talked a whole lotta heaven and a little bit of hell
Smiled like she thinks her shit don’t smell at all
She had that Lauren Daigle dongle dangling from the keychain on her belt
The way it swung and chimed while she walked the line
Made the parson’s blood run south
He talked a whole lotta heaven and a little bit of hell
Smiled like he thinks his shit don’t smell at all
  
Guess your John 4:20 got crossed out
There’s nothing worse than unholy rollers
Pushing babies in their strollers
Judging mothers they don’t know
They sing Hallelujah Jesus
Ripping neighbors into pieces
Mean and nasty day and night
But Sunday morning…
They’re all right
Written by: Kimberly Kaye, Michael Cerveris
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