Lyrics:
Some folks have the same song and danceDowntown bars and cheap romanceGetting off not getting far aloneI watch this freeway turn to dustI flick you off the upper crustShouting down how you can bring it back to how it wasI act out and you act toughWhen you save face I call your bluffIf you don't wanna give me someI'll find someone who doesSweat your summers hot and sweetI run your streets with my bare feetBut you still got the coldest cold I knowHoly rollerMake some soundBefore your timeGoes undergroundYou built the stageI throw it downNever left till my daddy diedI got swept up in family prideThe truth is that the truth came inAnd hung me out to dryI crushed my face deep in the dirtI'll dig the ground and sow the hurtLungs filled up to shout the worstAnd live insideHoly rollerMake some soundBefore your timeGoes undergroundYou built the stageI throw it downYou're a glass window displayOf preaching man you praise to prayA hand me down thrift store tradeThat never got you paidI tap my foot and slap my kneePlay all night long to beg you pleaseYou're still my favorite song to sing along toHoly rollerMake some soundBefore your timeGoes undergroundYou built the stageI throw it down