Rolling In On a Burning Tire

The moon is always full for us

The road is always clear

That's not what you want to hear

One is born so one can die

You must wait a real long time

That's more that you can bear

And the days will come and go

And the band will march along

'Til the day you cast a shadow

That looks nothing like your own

Rolling in on a burning tire

You're gonna set my house on fire

Just to show me you were there

Well, I was raised up like a snake

You were raised to leave me bait

I always, always take

And the days will come and go

And the band will march along

'Til the day you cast a shadow

That looks nothing like your own

The moon is always full for us

The road is always clear

That's not what you want to hear

That's not what you want to hear