'Cause I will work for food, yeah I keep on rollin', I keep on rollin'
And I just look the other way but I keep on rollin', I keep on rollin'
Gimme thirty days to leave and I keep on rollin', I keep on rollin'
But the records never sold and that was bad
With my picture and some magic beans
Yeah, well no one really understands
Sheriffs came with pistols and on their stary sleeves
And a top hat and a snare drum and a horn
Different people do the same things everyday
Now she's gone up to heaven to see Dad
And a blanket that I got when I was born
On, on and on and on and on and on
A shopping cart is filled with cans
And a top hat and a snare drum and a horn
And I keep on rollin', I keep on rollin', on, on and on and on
And my Mommy still took care of me till I was almost thirty-three
And a blanket that I got when I was born
I wasn't always paranoid, sang a song on Uncle Floyd
And a poster and some magazines
Different people do the same things everyday
With my picture and some magic beans
So now I've got this shopping cart and I keep on rollin', I jeep on rollin'
And on and on, on and on and on and on and on and on
No one wants to pay for me my broken heart
I just look the other way and I keep on rollin', I keep on rollin'
And a poster and some magazines
I deny a problem with my attitude
