Frank Black and the Catholics
So. Bay
On the sidewalk
The shitty sidewalk
I guess I'm glad I'm rolling off of my feet
On the sidewalk
The shitty sidewalk
Some noisy guy is saying something to me
Yeah
I roll a straight line
On the bus line
Make it behind a painted line
Over train tracks
Over beer cans
Over blacktop soft beneath the sun
By the buildings
Now the liquor store
I'm going inside, gonna get me a coke
It's end of work time
Down at the liquor store
Guys cashing their checks trying to buy coke
Yeah
On the sidewalk
The shitty sidewalk
Guess I'm glad I'm rolling off of my feet
Yeah
Oh
It's almost night, oh
And I just might, oh
Head to the strand down by the sea
Down at the edge, oh
Edge of the world, oh
That's where I really want to be
And if I'm broke, oh
Then I will cope, oh
Just rolling 'round is fine with me
Just rolling 'round is fine with me
Just rolling 'round is fine with me