Rollerblade Songtext
von Nick Heyward

Your eyes are brown, your sky is grey
You gaze at sidewalks in your way
You reel around a fountain full of traffic spray
You could be thin, you could be white
You could be dealing cellulite
The crevasses of plenty leave you petrified

Still you just rollerblade your life away
Gliding through the people all day

You′re lost on Main and high on rain
You're amputator′s favorite 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 on plastic, street gymnastics
Frozen over underground
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
Rollerblade
Rollerblade
Rollerblade