She threw you away so callously.
She found her words but lost her way.
If I may say so, it's time to go, love -
at least it's time enough.
Or time again, I just don't know,
but I'm finished my drink, so off it goes.
Rolling Rock in the water, you should know I found your
daughter. She says Speak and Spell taught her all she knows. I know what you
wished for, but that's all she wrote. Rolling Rock, oh Rolling Rock, it's a
warm afternoon laying out here.
She's sweet as Honey Moon, but hits like Everclear.
She was raised on Black Snake fireworks.
They left her in tears.
Now she feels no fear -
She says she'd keep Acmes behind her ears.
Rolling Rock, drifting softly, life is costly like Sony
TVs. You should see the love live off me - off this dock
oh Red Rock, they can't touch this - your clamshell wrappers and Louffa
sponges, a bustling reef of what we coveted. Red rock.
Throwing mathcore, emo, and ambient into the mix, Estonia's Kaschalot push progressive rock's multitasking approach to its limits. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 10, 2021