| Do I look like a loser, do I stand in your way
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| A threat to your future, you planned yesterday
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| Well, I fought for my freedom, some called it a crime
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| Convicted of running, on rock and roll time
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| I said rock and roll time, please take me away
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| To the whiskey and wine, of some better day
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| And if sometimes it seems, I’m falling behind
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| Remember I’m running, on rock and roll time
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| I’m judged in your airports, each time that I fly
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| I’ve been locked in your jailhouse, oh but I’m getting by
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| Just hoping that heaven, is happy and high
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| And everyone’s running, on rock and roll time
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| I said rock and roll time, please take me away
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| To the whiskey and wine, of some better day
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| And if sometimes it seems, I’m falling behind
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| Remember I’m running, on rock and roll time |