Roll On

When coming back from new york city

Got arrested

They found my nitty gritty

Even took my fritos

Tape out my radio

I had a hard time

Just to conceal it and waste it

They gonna see me on the tv

I'm afraid my mama and my daddy

Won't love no more

But it's alright

We take it on the chin

Get up again

We roll though the punches to the very end

We keep on keepin' on

We roll on

We take it on the chin

Get up again

We roll though the punches to the very end

We keep on keepin' on

We roll on

Coming back home on the bus

She could pass it

She is in love with the stars

I say

That's cool

Baby

I'm a space cadet for real

She said yeah it's a fact

You won't go far

You never get this

You gotta have to cards

Come sunrise we was heading for the hollywood hills

We take it on the chin

Get up again

We roll though the punches to the very end

We keep on keepin' on

We roll on

We take it on the chin

Get up again

We roll though the punches to the very end

We keep on keepin' on

We roll on

We roll on

We roll on

Yeah

We roll on

Yeah

We take it on the chin

Get up again

We roll though the punches to the very end

We keep on keepin' on

We roll on

We take it on the chin

Get up again

We roll though the punches to the very end

We keep on keepin' on

We roll on

We roll on

We roll on

Yeah

We roll on

Yeah

So keep rollin' on

So keep rollin' on

So keep rollin' on