Blues Traveler Roland D. Rhodes Lyrics

Please, please, he's on his knees
Flying through the air with the greatest of ease
Roland D. Rhodes, clean and fat
Worst gets a wish that he never had

Here in the fast lane
He's hard up again
The sweet and the sour
Are one and the same
Forgo all conclusions
It's not over yet
And always remember
You're not who you met
Like Roland D. Rhodes

Doesn't really know and doesn't seem to care Can't score a connection to anywhere
Roland D. Rhodes isn't worried at all
In fact he tells you that he's having a ball

Here in the fast lane
He's hard up again
The sweet and the sour
Are one and the same
Forgo all conclusions
It's not over yet
And always remember
You're not who you met
Like Roland D. Rhodes