Rome - Yeasayer

When you see me Better make a phone call

'Cause I’m a bad brained gravel gone fiend with no time at all

But know that I’ll drive so When I deposit your body in the gulf coast, darlin', tomorrow

There’s no mistaking that

Rome is gonna be mine

It’s just a matter of,

It’s just a matter of,

It’s just a matter of time

Through the legend of the river can he beg for it Up in a basement

But I’m wearin' bubble

I’m glad it high heel don’t give fuel to the bubble

Take, take, take, take

I better go play into metal

Heat it up, melt it down into a soup and help you to swallow

There’s no mistaking that

Rome is gonna be mine

It’s just a matter of,

It’s just a matter of,

It’s just a matter of time

Through the legend of the river can he beg for it Rome is gonna be mine

It’s just a matter of,

It’s just a matter of,

It’s just a matter of time

There’s no mistaking that

Rome is gonna be mine

It’s just a matter of,

It’s just a matter of,

It’s just a matter of time