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Another day, just close my eyes and I get up I brush my teeth and I read my lives on a dixie cup Pull on my clothes but they feel like I play in the NBA My whole life long to the funny looks, here's what I say: You gotta roll With Mother Honey You gotta roll, now You gotta roll Well this cloud feels good, can I just skip right down on the ground I know I miss that gospel Sunday choir sound And as I fall I watch a jumbo jet fly by I hit the ground, get up, and start to scream and cry (You know what I say?) You gotta roll With Mother Honey You gotta roll, now You gotta roll You gotta roll With Mother Honey You gotta roll, now You gotta roll |