| Song | Rolling Man |
| Artist | UFO |
| Album | The Monkey Puzzle |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Mogg, Moore | |
| I got the whole damn world wants to shake my hand | |
| I got a map of the promised land | |
| I got a woman with a magic touch | |
| She's half crazy, she's half dutch | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| What you got to lose | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| Take a walk in my shoes | |
| There's a neck of brandy under the bed | |
| Fifteen children that won't get fed | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| I'm a deadbeat hand | |
| I got lightning seeds in my pants | |
| I'm the kind of guy that needs to dance | |
| I'm a rollin' man; that's what | |
| I am I got a chevron vision in my head | |
| Every copy of the living dead | |
| I wear my necktie like a noose | |
| I'm a walking junkyard full of juice | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| What you got to lose | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| Take a walk in my shoes | |
| I saw Venus was in my hand | |
| She slipped away like a grain of sand | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| Oh I am just a lightning bolt | |
| There's no game left in town | |
| There ain't no bar | |
| I can't drown | |
| Don't that send shivers up your spine | |
| I got the whole damn world wants to shake my hand | |
| I got a map of the promised land | |
| I wear my necktie like a noose | |
| I'm a walking junkyard full of juice | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| I got a rainy day in | |
| Birmingham | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| I'm gonna put the lights out in | |
| San Francisco | |
| Bay Turn the night to day |
| zuo ci : Mogg, Moore | |
| I got the whole damn world wants to shake my hand | |
| I got a map of the promised land | |
| I got a woman with a magic touch | |
| She' s half crazy, she' s half dutch | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| What you got to lose | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| Take a walk in my shoes | |
| There' s a neck of brandy under the bed | |
| Fifteen children that won' t get fed | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| I' m a deadbeat hand | |
| I got lightning seeds in my pants | |
| I' m the kind of guy that needs to dance | |
| I' m a rollin' man that' s what | |
| I am I got a chevron vision in my head | |
| Every copy of the living dead | |
| I wear my necktie like a noose | |
| I' m a walking junkyard full of juice | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| What you got to lose | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| Take a walk in my shoes | |
| I saw Venus was in my hand | |
| She slipped away like a grain of sand | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| Oh I am just a lightning bolt | |
| There' s no game left in town | |
| There ain' t no bar | |
| I can' t drown | |
| Don' t that send shivers up your spine | |
| I got the whole damn world wants to shake my hand | |
| I got a map of the promised land | |
| I wear my necktie like a noose | |
| I' m a walking junkyard full of juice | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| I got a rainy day in | |
| Birmingham | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| I' m gonna put the lights out in | |
| San Francisco | |
| Bay Turn the night to day |
| zuò cí : Mogg, Moore | |
| I got the whole damn world wants to shake my hand | |
| I got a map of the promised land | |
| I got a woman with a magic touch | |
| She' s half crazy, she' s half dutch | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| What you got to lose | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| Take a walk in my shoes | |
| There' s a neck of brandy under the bed | |
| Fifteen children that won' t get fed | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| I' m a deadbeat hand | |
| I got lightning seeds in my pants | |
| I' m the kind of guy that needs to dance | |
| I' m a rollin' man that' s what | |
| I am I got a chevron vision in my head | |
| Every copy of the living dead | |
| I wear my necktie like a noose | |
| I' m a walking junkyard full of juice | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| What you got to lose | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| Take a walk in my shoes | |
| I saw Venus was in my hand | |
| She slipped away like a grain of sand | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| Oh I am just a lightning bolt | |
| There' s no game left in town | |
| There ain' t no bar | |
| I can' t drown | |
| Don' t that send shivers up your spine | |
| I got the whole damn world wants to shake my hand | |
| I got a map of the promised land | |
| I wear my necktie like a noose | |
| I' m a walking junkyard full of juice | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| I got a rainy day in | |
| Birmingham | |
| Come on Come on, | |
| I' m gonna put the lights out in | |
| San Francisco | |
| Bay Turn the night to day |