Rollerblade Songtext
von Nick Heyward

ROLLERBLADEYour eyes are brown
Your sky is grey
You gaze the sidewalks in your way
You reel around the fountain
Full of traffic spray
You could be thin
You could be white
You could be dealing cellulite
The crevices of plenty
Leave you petrified
Still you just rollerblade your life away
Gliding through the people all day
You′re north on Main
And high on rain
You're amputaters favourite game
You′re turning on to
Jesus and the Mary Chain
That's where you rollerblade your life away Gliding through the people all day
Just glide all day
Just glide all day
Your life of plastic
Street gymnastics
Throws another nuderground
The frozen wheels of loveliness
Just let you down
Still you just rollerblade your life away
Gliding through the people all day
That's why you rollerblade your life away
Gliding through the people all day
Just rollerblade
Rollerblade away
Just rollerblade
Rollerblade all day
Just roll away