Lyrics Rolling - Soul Coughing

Rolling

I’ve gotta get a new balm
I’ve gotta get a tight tension on
I’ve got to slip it up before the rush gets gone
I’ve got to feel it with the hot mind on
I’m rolling…
Hey, Norman, was it thrown with a broken arm?
Hey, Norman, was it thrown with a broken arm?
Bottle it up, yeah, to keep it warm
Hey, Norman, was it thrown with a broken arm?
I know you got it but you got to go
I’m gonna get into the batter so the mix might glow
I hate to do it, but I did it though…
I’m gonna bite into the body like the risk is no (risk)
I got the souped-up car and what you call tripping on the boom-bap, etymological
I ride the fader and I ride it low -- I’m gonna slip into the field like Han
Solo
I’m rolling…
One, two, into the amplifier
One, two, into the amplifier, and you got to get to
Into the amplifier, one, two, into the amplifier
The electrified two into the amplifier
One, two, into the amplifier, and you got to get to
Into the amplifier, one, two, into the amplifier…
I’m rolling…