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