Roll With The Punches Lyrics - Randy Newman

They say that people are livin' in the street 

No food in their belly, no shoes on their feet 

Six black children livin' in a burned-up room 

One bare light bulb swinging 

Little black kid come home from school 

Put his key in the door 

Mr. Rat's on the stairway, Mr. Junkie's lyin' in his 

own vomit on the floor 

You gotta roll with the punches, little black boy 

That's what you got to do 

You got to roll with the punches 

Tap it baby 

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There's all these boring people, you see 'em on the TV 

And they're making up all these boring stories 

About how bad things have come to be 

They say "You got to, got to, got to feed the hungry" 

"You got to, got to, got to heal the sick" 

I say we ain't gotta do nothin' for nobody 

'Cause they won't work a lick, you know 

They just gonna have to roll with the punches, yes they will 

Gonna have to roll with them 

They gonna have to roll with the punches, yes they will 

It don't matter whether you're white, black or brown 

You won't get nowhere putting down 

The old Red, White and Blue 

Tap it baby. Alright. 

Look at those little shorts he's got on, ladies and 

gentlemen 

You can see all the way to Argentina 

Get it 

So pretty 

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Let 'em go to Belgium, let 'em go to France 

Let 'em go to Russia 

Well at least they ought to have the chance to go there 

We have talked about the red, we have talked about the blue 

Now we gonna talk about the white 

That's what we're gonna have to do 

Now we had to roll with the punches, yes we did 

We had to roll with 'em 

We had to roll with the punches 

Yes we did 

We had to roll with 'em 

I don't care what you say 

You're livin' in the greatest country in the world 

When you're livin' in the USA 

Tap it out baby, all right