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Lost Alamos: Music

Roll 'em Up

(Lost Alamos)
© Brian Daniell 2010 ASCAP


My only excuse for this song is that I was holding a banjo when it came to me.


Roll up your rainbows, fold up your dreams
Toss them in the closet with your dirty jeans
We’re sorry all the party guests acted so bad
And we’re sorry if it makes you sad

Gather up the bibles, stack them in the back
Some might want them later if we get off track
No one is more lost than the one with naught to lose
It’s a long way to Jesus but a closer walk with booze

Drop that cigarette, grind it on the ground
Just keep marching straight ahead, don’t you make a sound
We will go together or we’ll not go at all
It was all so much better before the Fall

So roll up your rainbows, fold up your dreams
Toss them in the closet with your dirty jeans
Roll up your rainbows, fold up your dreams
Life’s a roller coaster, that’s why we’re hearing screams

Life’s a roller coaster, that’s why we’re hearing screams