Colonial Rolloverer Lyrics

One more year of hanging around

Eating and sleeping around

I've been 18 years rolling over

18 with a bastard smile

One more year of hanging around

Eating and forcing out

The sound of my voice when there's no one around

To hear me but the bastard's child

I'm out of ideas

I'm unignited

I'm so divided

I'm so misguided

Show me what I said on video again

I'm tripping, feeling my way around

Tripping and hoping that I'll fall down and out

And hoping that I'll find something out

That'll keep me from rolling over

I'm out of ideas

I'm ceremonial

I'm so one-sided

I wish I was colonial

Show me what I said on video again

And just this once I thought I'd face my fears

Walk around town just to pass by the years

Talk to a person I'd never talked to before

Just to see what it is I'd feel

And I'm trying hard just to recognize

My mother's face in the autumn pile

And I'm driving far just to get back home

But I'm still in bed, and I'm still alone