We're painted as monsters, borracho, cansado
And do you know what the people say?
Plucked from the garden of wretched beliefs
I offer a rose and smile with harmless teeth

Then slick back my hair
You know the devil's in there alone in the garden
Like lumbering giants in a shameful parade
We came to ruin all and make a rotten trade

To make you roll over
So roll over, get over

Scattered on the shore and surely washed away
Feeling somewhat deserving of what will be someday
No, I can never stay melancholy at the memory of your face
No, I can never stay melancholy for long before I move on

We're unwanted strangers, exploited and dangerous
Unable to hide or even dream of it
¿Cóma está?, parting the seas
Like lepers who stroll, why you afraid, sweety?

I slick back my hair
You know the devil's in there so keep one eye open, baby
We're so easy to spot lepers riding atop
Pachyderms of germs, elephants broken and screaming and oh

Roll over
Are we coming over?

Scattered on the shore, surely washed away
Scattered on the shore, surely washed away, away, away

Feeling somewhat deserving of what will be someday
No, I can never stay melancholy at the memory of your face
All alone in the garden of long lost hopeful plans
No, I can never stay anything for long

So come on, move
Roll over
Are we coming over?
Here we go