Roll the Bones - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Yeah, so it goes, yeah, so it goes

That sweet heirloom, them abbey stones

Oh, take a chance and roll the bones

Cut off your hair, unplug your phone

Yeah, and sell your belongings, all your clever drawings

Yeah, try to make a dollar from the grave

Sell your belongings, all your clever drawings

Try to make a dollar from the grave

Oh, but who's to blame?

Yeah, so it goes, yeah, so it goes

Them city boys in country clothes

Oh, take a chance and roll the bones

Go crash your car, burn down your home

And try to forget all them enemies and debts

Yeah, they'll just chase you 'round and give you sour dreams

Try to forget all them enemies and debts

Yeah, they'll just chase you 'round and give you sour dreams

Oh, so it seems

So it seems

Yeah, so struggle all you like

Yeah, put up the good fight

They say that someday everybody dies alone

Yeah, struggle all you like

Yeah, put up the good fight

They say that someday everybody dies alone

But hey, who knows?

Yeah, hey, who knows?

Yeah, hey, who really knows?

Yeah, who really knows?