The Coliseum

Coliseum. The Coliseum
Look out, burn
You ought to know this by now
You with the empty crane over…
They’re the gatekeepers and the sentinels
Their jokes are hum-drum
The Coliseum. (X4)
Brown brass leading up to ionic columns
Trust them
Sometimes that is not enough
In the vast cavernous emptiness
That is the world of the callow
But they stood outside at bottom
The Coliseum. (X3)
Trust them
But sometimes that’s not enough
In the vast cavernous…
The Coliseum.(X2)
And you have to have a good condition
To get into the coliseum
And the jingle jangle of this city
Makes you hunger and down
You have to have a good condition
To get into the coliseum
The coliseum.(X4
Brown brass leading up to ionic columns
But sometimes that’s not enough…
Their jokes are hum-drum
About 7:30 to 8:00
Tiredness sets in
You want to take a little break
And get out of home
The coliseum.(X4)
Brown brass…
You’ve got to have a good condition
To get into…
These people, they will never ever learn
They are not fit to walk through
The ionic columns of
The coliseum
The coliseum
You’ve got to have a good condition
To get into the coliseum