So sweet is the juice
I’m free from the chains
And all the dogs are running loose
I’m chasing my tail
And I’m losing my head
Yeah I’m falling down
I can’t feel my legs
I’m on my way to a better place
Fat City juiced up an’ ready
Fat City I’m already gone
Fat City juiced up an’ ready
Battered an’ bruised I keep a rolling on
Rollin’ on
Saddle sore at the pony
From the black rockin’ chair
I got what I need
I’m already there
I been riding so hard
Drank all the dregs
She’s falling down
She can’t feel her legs
We’re on our way to a better place
Fat City juiced up an’ ready
Fat City I’m already gone
Fat City juiced up an’ ready
Battered an’ bruised I keep a rolling on
I keep a rollin’ on, I keep a rollin’ on
Fat City juiced up an’ ready
Fat City I’m already gone
Fat City juiced up an’ ready
Battered an’ bruised I keep a rolling on
Rollin’ on Rollin’ on Rollin’ on Rollin’ on…
