Roll With The Punches Lyrics - Checkered Past - The Harpoonist And The Axe Murderer

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 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 

Yeah the punches keep rolling on me 

Yeah the punches keep rolling