Roll With the Wind (B-side)

Many are the men who get lost around the bend Solitary rejects with a need to spawn, well The hell you are a-raisin', the skirts you are a-chasin' Gonna send the letter bomb back to you Roll, roll with the wind Roll, roll with the wind A lotta war you're raging, there's always an equation For what you are made up of, what you're gonna be Wise, you are a shaman, and rich, a Boston Brahmin And poor, you're just so common, and that's all there is Roll, roll with the wind Roll, roll with the wind Clarity was lost in the guts of the Xerox machine Say what you need Say what you mean Don't keep me guessing Playing to packed houses and quiet as church mouses And building up a circus tent with black pitons Well, I got high on action, heavy tooth compaction Building up the root canal Roll, roll with the wind Roll, roll with the wind Charity's no madam has lost it Save the receipts, save the receipts Save the receipts Don't keep me guessing You gotta roll, roll with the wind, roll with the wind You gotta roll, roll with the wind, roll with the wind