Waco Brothers - Jamaican Radio Obituary lyrics

History is written by the winner This is a loser's song I took this job in the summer Never saw the winter rollin' on Never thought it would end in a second A burned out smoking wreck Expectations & ambitions We're just a rope around my neck Broke my back to earn a crust Saw my dreams die in the dust Now I'm walking on hell's roof looking at the flowers All in bloom, red yellow & blue So sweet & true, nothing better to do I'm not hiding come and find me What am I doing, there's no need to remind me I'm walking on hell's roof looking at the flowers In the A to B & the miles per hour Keeping out of reach of that higher power Where the bees are buzzing in the April showers The spoils belong to the victor This is a consolation song Your life is science fiction A flash of light & you'll be gone No more trials & no more trouble Bad luck & bursting bubbles Walking on hell's roof looking at the flowers x2 We're not hiding come & find us What are we doing there's no need to remind us Walking on hell's roof…. x4