Rolled Up Songtext
von Long Beach Dub Allstars

Uh

Rolled up
Rolled up again
Rolled up
Right in front of my friends
I was rockin′ like a star
Closed down all the bars
And now I'm sitting in this holding cell

Sad but true
I need you
Come get me out of jail
Please, please
You′re my only friend that I know
Who's got something to live
Post my bail

Cheese sandwich, orange juice
I've even had to fight to keep my shoes
I don′t got, no phone or credit cards to use
And it′s late at night and this calling card's gonna have to do


Sad but true
I need you
Come get me out of jail
Please, please
You′re my only friend that I know
Who's got something to live
Post my bail

Have you ever had a brother man but not of control
And if pull it, that′s the place, that's the world
Ever had a brother, man but not of control
One take the lord, send your deepest regards

Get gaserated and the cell smells like beer
Try to wake someone up and get the hell out of here
Last thing I remember, I heard the last call
My pocket′s controlled by alcohol

(Aw, man, I better get out of here)
And Lita is my angel
I've been floating on the sea
Been once, been once that boat bad

She's gonna need no ID
Cheri′s down, bail you out
You better not mess ′em around, no, no
Well, I got caught with ten pounds


Sad but true
I need you
Come get me out of jail
Please, please
You're my only friend that I know
Who′s got something to live
Post my bail

Rolled up
Rolled up again
Rolled up
Right in front of my friends

Rolled up