Rolling Along

Stuart came from London
Robin came from France
They said "We're going to teach
You dumb Americans to dance"
Everybody stood there
In a total state of shock
How dare these Europeans
Try to tell us how to rock

Our highways may be crumbling
Our bridges falling down
We may not have their bullet trains
That speed from town to town
Their history or culture
Their class or their finesse
But we don't care 'cause we been told
That Jesus loves us best

And we keep rolling along
Roll, roll, rolling along
Somehow we make our way
From day to day
We keep rolling along

We make the loudest movies
We grow the tallest corn
Invent the Internet
To make it easy to watch porn
We play real football
We raise the bravest sons
Our daughters are all beautiful
Our maniacs have guns

And we keep rolling along
Roll, roll, rolling along
Somehow we make our way
From day to day
We keep rolling along

Don't know how we do it
It's a mystery to me
So many musicians
One symphony

Our pot is ever melting
We built the biggest tent
And we gladly give our money
To the richest one percent
We're rich around the edges
We show some wear and tear
But let me tell you brother
I ain't going anywhere

As long as we keep rolling along
Roll, roll, rolling along
Somehow we make our way
From day to day
We keep rolling along

Roll, roll, rolling along
Somehow we make our way
From day to day
We keep rolling along

We keep rolling along
We keep rolling along

Rolling along