Il testo della Roll with the punches

I got a bottle of pills
I got nicotine
I got television, bad drinks

I got alimony
I got two stiff drinks
I got enough to cover the criminal record
I got takes

I try to roll with the punches,
But the punches keep rolling me

I got a new guitar, but i got no strings
I got a microphone, but no song sang
I got vocabulary, but nothing to say
I got an open road, i know where to go,
But nowhere to stay

I try to roll with the punches,
But the punches keep rolling me

I got a checkered tust
I got checkered teeth
I got a bleeding hip from sleeping in the steep

I try to roll with the punches,
But the punches keep rolling me

Yeah the punches keep rolling on me
Yeah the punches keep rolling