and we'd all let it roll Let it roll Let it roll, let it go Let it roll (2) She'd skid up, and we really let it down Layin' it out, let it roll When
: Saturday night, all alone Lookin' for some thrills Try to catch the bands last song Back stage pass really showin' out Feel that's where I belong
, you always seem to have the sun But I never really got near to it And to turn hand to anything you know Just to try it (1) Repeat (2) Repeat
: (1) Kid's gettin' tired of hangin' around So cocksure, thingin' aloud Can't get it in when you can't get it out Sure ain't enough and there ain't no
of the city And every theater there you've ever played Your comic book impersonations Your wish for cinders embers to keep Over my head, so it' all (
Try to make some changes really on the line Given your religion, never ever time All the jokers laughing, queens upon the floor Don't misunderstand it
nothin' about it Break a good boy's resistance down You know she's got a pistol Laid it down for real She said shoot, shoot, shoot it boy You gotta shoot it
: High flyers, wheelin' birds I'm so far out to sea Ships are passing every night Oh, all my boyish dreams (1) And your every melody With the sea tides
: I really tried my hardest just to make you understand It feels like to a boy, when he don't feel like a man But you gave me so much money And you would
California, you always seem to have the sun But I never really got near to it And to turn hand to anything you know Just to try it (1) Repeat (2) Repeat
High flyers, wheelin' birds I'm so far out to sea Ships are passing every night Oh, all my boyish dreams (1) And your every melody With the sea tides
sharp and we'd all let it roll Let it roll Let it roll, let it go Let it roll (2) She'd skid up, and we really let it down Layin' it out, let it roll
Saturday night, all alone Lookin' for some thrills Try to catch the bands last song Back stage pass really showin' out Feel that's where I belong Sittin
do nothin' about it Break a good boy's resistance down You know she's got a pistol Laid it down for real She said shoot, shoot, shoot it boy You gotta shoot it
(1) Kid's gettin' tired of hangin' around So cocksure, thingin' aloud Can't get it in when you can't get it out Sure ain't enough and there ain't no
I really tried my hardest just to make you understand It feels like to a boy, when he don't feel like a man But you gave me so much money And you would
