| Song | Falling Through the Roof |
| Artist | Horse Feathers |
| Album | Words Are Dead |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lady, you fondle then fight, tonight. | |
| By tomorrow you should grow. | |
| Hades, the place you reside tonight. | |
| By tomorrow we should know. | |
| It's likely you will lie | |
| As your tongue will taste the sky. | |
| Like it was once. | |
| And maybe, you will bruise | |
| As you fall right through this roof. | |
| Like it was once. | |
| It's likely you will prove | |
| That these things they come in two's. | |
| Like it was once. | |
| And maybe, you will bruise | |
| As you fall right through this roof. | |
| Like it was once. |