Riff with No Name

Going back to the collective understanding from the renaissance era

Short sharp swords that scrape along skin

Once your arms in reach

Your a dead man walking

Riff with no name

It's on the tip of my tongue but it's easier said than done

Oh how could I ever forget that sound

Short sharp words that cut to the bone

Once your arms in reach

Your the riff with no name

Riff with no name

It's on the tip of my tongue but it's easier said than done

So here I am

I'm here to stay

I'm here to keep your conscience away

You're holding on you gotta let it be

You'e got to be free

Foot on the gas hand on the wheel

How does it feel?

Riff with no name

It's on the tip of my tongue but it's easier said than done

It's on the tip of my tongue but it's easier

It's on the tip of my tongue but it's easier

It's on the tip of my tongue but it's easier

It's on the tip of my tongue but it's easier