Lyrics

I'm flying On my roman commander Cutting air cuts my face And whose skin is this And whose neighborhood? Where's my Ma? Where are my sisters? Where's my Pa? Where's my baby! I'm flying On my roman commander Just like that night when we snuck out And lay by the creek so sweet for hours For hours in poison ivy Now I've got that itch Ive got it back And it feels, it feels so good to burn it In scalding water or with reckless cycling I'm flying On my roman commander I'm flying to see you