Roll On - American Bang

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