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dramarama - work for food lyrics

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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 h-rn
and a poster and some magazines
with my picture, and some magic beans
and a blanket that i got when i was born

different people do the same things everyday
and i just look the other way
but i keep on rollin’, i keep on rollin’…
i deny a problem with my att-tude
cause i will work for food
yeah i keep on rollin’, i keep on rollin’…

i wasn’t always pararnoid,
sang a song on uncle floyd,
but the records, never sold, and that was bad.
and my mommy still took care of me,
till i was almost thirty-three
now she’s gone up to heaven, to see dad.

sheriffs came with pistols and on their stary sleeves
gimme thirty days to leave
and i keep on rollin’, i keep on rollin’…
no one wants to pay for me my broken heart
so now i’ve got this shopping cart
and i keep on rollin’, i jeep on rollin’…
on.on, and on, and on, and on, and on…

yeah well no one really understands,
a shopping cart is filled with cans,
and a top hat, and a snare drum, and a h-rn
and a poster and some magazines
with my picture, and some magic beans
and a blanket that i got when i was born

different people do the same things everyday
i just look the other way
and i keep on rollin’, i keep on rollin’…

and i keep on rollin’, i keep on rollin’…
on… on, and on and on, and on, and on…
on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on and on and on…

- dramarama lyrics

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