I got a bottle of pills
I got nicotine
I got television, bad drinks
I got alimony
I got two stiff drinks
I got enough to cover the criminal record
I got all it takes
I try to roll with the punches
But the punches keep rolling me
I got a new guitar, but I got no strings
I got a microphone, but no song sang
I got vocabulary, but nothing to say
I got an open road, I know where to go
But nowhere to stay
I try to roll with the punches
But the punches keep rolling me
I got a checkered tust
I got checkered teeth
I got a bleeding hip from sleeping in the steep
I try to roll with the punches
But the punches keep rolling me
