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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... Send " Work For Food" Ringtone to your Cell