I scream for peace from the clutches of the street Now who do you think that you're saving? from the gust of glow my heart will flow But my love is like the raven No bitter past could try to unmask The true four words you've been saying The brithis class will devide your tasks But my love is like the raven So gather your boys and hold on This ain't the place to be harmed Ohh no no no no So gather your boys and hold on This ain't the place to be harmed Ohh no no no no For it's the rattle and roll, coming over. If the hands that strive and the darkest lie Could write down the words their exchanging Then my ring neck may bring the deaf(?) But my love is still the raven No bitter fling could force you to begin The true four lie you've been craving But they stand as ghost on the wit drum coast (?) And fly just like the raven So gather your boys and hold on This ain't the place to be harmed ohh no no no no So gather your boys and hold on This ain't the place to be harmed ohh no no no no For it's the rattle and roll, coming over. For it's the rattle and roll