Yeah, yeah, yeah...

When you see me, better make a phone call

'cause I'm a bad brained graphical fiend with no time at all

But just know that, I'll drown in sorrow

When I deposit your body in the dove coat, darlin', tomorrow.

There's no mistaking that

Rome is gonna be mine

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of time.

There's no mistaking that

Rome is gonna be mine

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of time.

I'd sorta like to cross the rubicon and battle for it.

I paint my face red, but I'm wearing purple

I'm a gladiator, high-heeled, opium-fueled, in a bubble

Take, take, take, take

I take the gold plate, and silver metal

Heat it up, melt it down to a soup and help you to swallow.

There's no mistaking that

Rome is gonna be mine

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of time.

There's no mistaking that

Rome is gonna be mine

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of time.

I'd sorta like to cross the rubicon and battle for it.

Rome is gonna be mine

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of time.

There's no mistaking that

Rome is gonna be mine

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of time.

There's no mistaking that

Rome is gonna be mine

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of time.

There's no mistaking that

Rome is gonna be mine

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of time.

There's no mistaking that

Rome is gonna be mine

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of

It's just a matter of time.

There's no mistaking that

Rome is gonna be mine

It's just a matter of.