The committee is taking its turn
To decide on all relevant terms
There is much to discuss and debate
Your proposal will just have to wait
Slow down, hang tough
Let us first make it perfectly clear
You've no right to make land disappear
Your ontological premise is flawed
Standing proud with both balls to the wall
Slow down, hang tough, slow down
We're just lines on a map, dots on a wall
Names on a board, we're nothing at all
This is mine it's not theirs it's not yours either it's not
This is my stand it's my fence it's my fence in private hands
I'm a noun, like a pack of dogs I will take you down
Hedge specification, communal fragmentation
Suburban segregation, a battle of
We live round here too and we know what you plan to do, just try us
Rhode Island - Stainbeck Road, Pt. 2 Lyrics
Rhode Island - Stainbeck Road, Pt. 2 Lyrics
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The committee is taking its turn
To decide on all relevant terms
There is much to discuss and debate
Your proposal will just have to wait
Slow down, hang tough
Let us first make it perfectly clear
You've no right to make land disappear
Your ontological premise is flawed
Standing proud with both balls to the wall
Slow down, hang tough, slow down
We're just lines on a map, dots on a wall
Names on a board, we're nothing at all
This is mine it's not theirs it's not yours either it's not
This is my stand it's my fence it's my fence in private hands
I'm a noun, like a pack of dogs I will take you down
Hedge specification, communal fragmentation
Suburban segregation, a battle of
We live round here too and we know what you plan to do, just try us
To decide on all relevant terms
There is much to discuss and debate
Your proposal will just have to wait
Slow down, hang tough
Let us first make it perfectly clear
You've no right to make land disappear
Your ontological premise is flawed
Standing proud with both balls to the wall
Slow down, hang tough, slow down
We're just lines on a map, dots on a wall
Names on a board, we're nothing at all
This is mine it's not theirs it's not yours either it's not
This is my stand it's my fence it's my fence in private hands
I'm a noun, like a pack of dogs I will take you down
Hedge specification, communal fragmentation
Suburban segregation, a battle of
We live round here too and we know what you plan to do, just try us
Writer: Dave Brown, Jeff Johns, Will Turner
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Rhode Island
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: Dave Brown, Jeff Johns, Will Turner