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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 and a picture, and some magic beans and a record that i got when i was born different people do the same things everyday i just look the other way yeah, i keep on rolling, keep on rolling i deny a problem with my attitude cause i will work for food yeah, i keep on rolling, keep on rolling i wasn't always paranoid i sang a couple of my songs but the records never sold and that was bad and my mom and dad took care of me till i was almost twenty three and now i can't afford to pay them back the sheriffs came with pistols and their starry sleeves and give me thirty days to leave yeah, i keep on rolling, keep on rolling no one wants to pay me for my broken heart so now i've got this shopping cart yeah, i keep on rolling, keep on rolling on Aus Songtexte Mania