The Unholy Books - Aiwass

The only way to roll is off the books Never really up to any good I've been a shoeless cobbler for as long as I remember And I'm always having trouble staying put Sorry, I'm no longer taking checks Pay me bills no larger than a ten The less you own, the more you get to hitch a ride and leave The longer that you stay, you're just a fading mystery And the more they buy, the more you'll sell the junk you'll never need So the only way to roll is off the books You see me on the corner in the rain Just waiting for the vans to hit the brakes You say Apprentice is hung over, can you haul a stack of lumber? Can you fill the holes before a coat of paint I say, I stand knee-deep in shit I wish my well upon your lazy kids They say He's such an able worker, thing or two about the trade If only he would stay in one place for more than days And earn a wage instead of running 'round and getting paid But off the books is easier anyway The only way to roll is off the books Can't find you if they don't know where to look So I'll say it off the record that I leave without a trace Come to think of it, you never even knew my last name My history is written on the walls under the paint 'Cause the only way to roll is off the books There's an army hiding underneath the table In solidarity I march along You wanna stand around and watch the kettle Someone else will gladly take you to your crummy job You wanna stand around and watch the kettle Someone else will gladly take you to your crummy job So the only way to roll is off the books