Bag Of Toys

Bag Of Toys - Roll With The Punches lyrics

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Well I'm a poor man/I feel no pain 

Struggled half of my life a going against the grain 

But I think I guess I only get a one shot at this 

I'm gonna diiig every single second I've got, I've got to live 

Another second/another went by 

I killed another second, minute, hour, waisting my life 

I'm gonna spend my waking hours doing something with myself 

playing with the cards from the deck I'm dealt 



gotta roll with the punches/run down the highway 

Gonna turn all the pages/Gonna do it my way 



I got the surfboard/got the full tank of gas 

I'm gonna say goodbye to everyone as I pass 

There gonna wonder where I'm going and when I'll be back 

As they waist away their lives working for the man 



I'll get some shit job/when I need some cash 

I can always strum my guitar when I need a stash 

I'm gonna check out what we've got on the far west coast 

california's great but so is mex-i-co 



Ocean Beach, Point Reyes, Waddel Creek, Steamer Lane 

Fort Point, Cardiff Reef, Ocean Side, Pacific Beach 

Morro Bay, Manhattan Beach, Rockaway, La Jolla Reefs 

Todos Santos, Rosarito, Ensenada, Down to Cabo.... 

Yeah, You might find me there... 



I won't pay taxes/I'll pay no rent 

I'll never vote again, so fuck the government 

well, I'll get myself some piece of shit micro bus 

I'm gonna live off the coast, the most of both of us 



I won't need TV/Or Girlfriend 

I've got a big ol' stack of porn-o that would scare my friends 

I think I'll sleep in every morning and I'll surf all day 

Maybe strum my guitar, I think I'll live that way
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