American Bang - 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