“It’s Just Another Day”
(With thanks to Sir James Paul McCartney)
Duck, tuck and roll…
roll with the punches;
roll the dice and let them fly.
roll with the punches;
roll the dice and let them fly.
Or just roll your eyes
and let your shoulders shrug for all the good it does to try.
and let your shoulders shrug for all the good it does to try.
See the rolling fields…
of gated communities,
not a working stiff anywhere in sight;
then, in the moment roll down those grassy hillsides
tumbling, laughing… free.
of gated communities,
not a working stiff anywhere in sight;
then, in the moment roll down those grassy hillsides
tumbling, laughing… free.
Roll down the windows…
feel the breeze on your face.
Enjoy yourself this once;
today you’re allowed to howl at the wind.
Turn on the radio and dance in your seat.
feel the breeze on your face.
Enjoy yourself this once;
today you’re allowed to howl at the wind.
Turn on the radio and dance in your seat.
Now roll up to the doorway…
there are all your friends and your family;
see all the people
arms outstretched and smiling.
there are all your friends and your family;
see all the people
arms outstretched and smiling.
You know you’ve arrived ‘cause they’ve rolled out the red carpet.
Roll a cig’… roll a joint…
lift the piano’s lid,
trill out a drum roll,
or twist the tuning pegs of your guitar.
lift the piano’s lid,
trill out a drum roll,
or twist the tuning pegs of your guitar.
You’re home now… hail, hail rock and roll.
Ronda R. Scott-Marak
©28 February 2017
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