On a long and winding gray paved street   Your breath the only friend   Chattering others surrounding you   You're going out again      It's a laugh and a gas new crowd   You tell yourself   While buttoning up a new red shirt   It's been a twenty years of doing this   Just the same night into night   Day into day with your preset mind      Wake up with your preset mind   With no self control and you decide to call the roll call   Of the socialites who mortified   Can't see as far as their next surprise      Yah, happy with nothing but the sweet F.A. of the night   Believing that they're alive and well   But if asked they have nothing to tell   Except the words of a clashing rhyme   I'll calmed and out of sync   Even real sounds like a zero to a brain in lip sync      Roll   Roll   Roll   Roll      On a long and winding gray paved street   Your breath the only friend   Chattering others surrounding you   You're going out again      It's a laugh and a gas new crowd   You tell yourself   While buttoning up a new red shirt   It's been a twenty years of doing this   Just the same night into night   Day into day forget your preset mind      Roll   Roll   Roll   Roll