Lyrics

Some days don't make sense.

That's all right.

Roll with it.

Bent shoes, red hat,
coffee getting cold
on the welcome mat.

Big wheels, small street,
somebody's dancing
to a crooked beat.

Loose change, low light,
radio buzzing
in the middle of the night.

No rush, no plan,
just a little strange
and a steady hand.

If it leans to the left,
let it lean.

If it walks kind of funny,
let it mean what it means.

Roll with it.

Roll with it.

When the whole world tilts,
just roll with it.

Step by step,
little bit slow.

If you don't know where to go,
just roll with it.

One, two,
let it move.

Three, four,
find a groove.

One, two,
don't you quit.

Life gets strange.

Roll with it.

Tall coat, tiny car,
old man riding
like a movie star.

Glass eyes, brass keys,
wind in the pockets
of a velvet breeze.

Big smile, wrong way,
everybody looking
but nobody says.

No fuss, no fight,
we keep it easy
on a sideways night.

If it leans to the left,
let it lean.

If the road starts to stand,
step into the scene.

Roll with it.

Roll with it.

When the whole world tilts,
just roll with it.

Step by step,
little bit slow.

If you don't know where to go,
just roll with it.

One, two,
let it move.

Three, four,
find a groove.

One, two,
don't you quit.

Life gets strange,
roll with it.

Drop the tempo,
lose the line.

Not every little thing
needs to turn out fine.

Turn the corner,
miss the signs.

Sometimes being lost
is how you find the shine.

Cut the noise,
let it sit.

Take a deep breath.

Roll with it.

Oh, roll with it.

Oh, roll with it.

When the whole world tells you,
just roll with it.

Step by step,
little bit slow.

If you don't know where to go,
just roll with it.

One, two,
let it move.

Three, four,
find the crew.

One, two,
don't you quit.

Life gets strange,
roll with it.

Bent shoes, red hat.

Still got rhythm.

Still like that.