Dramarama - Work For Food
Yeah Well No One Really Understands,
A Shopping Cart Is Filled With Cans,
And A Top Hat, And A Snare Drum, And A Horn
And A Poster And Some Magazines
With My Picture, And Some Magic Beans
And A Blanket That I Got When I Was Born
Different People Do The Same Things Everyday
And I Just Look The Other Way
But I Keep On Rollin',i Keep On Rollin'.....
I Deny A Problem With My Attitude
Cause I Will Work For Food
Yeah I Keep On Rollin', I Keep On Rollin'.....
I Wasn't Always Pararnoid,
Sang A Song On Uncle Floyd,
But The Records, Never Sold, And That Was Bad.
And My Mommy Still Took Care Of Me,
Till I Was Almost Thirty-three
Now She's Gone Up To Heaven, To See Dad.
Sheriffs Came With Pistols And On Their Stary Sleeves
Gimme Thirty Days To Leave
And I Keep On Rollin', I Keep On Rollin'.....
No One Wants To Pay For Me My Broken Heart
So Now I've Got This Shopping Cart
And I Keep On Rollin', I Jeep On Rollin'....
On..on,and On,and On,and On,and On...
Yeah Well No One Really Understands,
A Shopping Cart Is Filled With Cans,
And A Top Hat, And A Snare Drum, And A Horn
And A Poster And Some Magazines
With My Picture, And Some Magic Beans
And A Blanket That I Got When I Was Born
Different People Do The Same Things Everyday
I Just Look The Other Way
And I Keep On Rollin', I Keep On Rollin'....
And I Keep On Rollin', I Keep On Rollin'...
On...on,and On And On,and On,and On...
On,and On,and On,and On,and On,and On,and On And On And On...
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