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