Rollin On Lyrics and music by Mason Lucas

Whirlwinds in the world spin through newspaper headlines
The calendar's parameters defining the deadlines
But still we move ahead and we maintain in the meantime
And I call on the selector 'cause I need her to rewind
The DJ's plates keep on rotating like a turbine
I'm non violent but I impact like a punch line
To the proponents of peace the release is going to be fine
Love on the incline and war on the decline
We redesign the shape of civilization in dreamtime
The energy of the planets and the sun's mine
I only rely on the positive and I combine
Vibratory magic poems and luminous love rhymes
It is interpreted through third eyes and sun signs
Saw that Foghat when I was on a slow ride
I bring the dub and it makes the whole club climb
I know you gotta say my rhyme styles' sublime

If they'd let me know
The name of this puzzle
I think it's famous out in Tokyo
So maybe that's where I should go

Metaphorically spitting out words that glisten
Everybody now just stop and listen
Can you relate and state your position
Spinning with a world where the mystery's hidden
Illuminated conduits, benevolent treaties
Magnificent genies, devas and dakinis
Myriad lives: will we repeat these
Gathering intelligence to relevant theses
Expand upon community networks
Grassroots poke through cracks in the red dirt
Sunlight shines on the back of my wet shirt
Reaping the rewards like lords of the manners
Alighting and I'm lighting the way like a lantern
Messages penned in the cipher that I answer
Hammering the drum like a audible glammer
Combining the mantra with impeccable grammer
Coming over to your side of the room
Anybody guess I'm arriving soon
Greet a guest with a knife or spoon
Check your breath it is high noon
Keep on rhyming for a timeless boon
Anyone could rest in silence soon
Take a trip to the dark side of the moon
And I flip what I rip with a page and plume

If they'd let me know
The name of this puzzle
I think it's famous out in Tokyo
So maybe that's where I should go

And so I hit the road in the autum it's beautiful
Different from anything I've ever seen in my entire life it's all good
As it should but you never thought I would
Run the bauntlet but I'm on it and satonished the hood
And the subuerbs while we slumbber they cut lumber fom wood
And the odometer's numberes start to plummet with every foot
I'm woving backwards in time and ripples are felt on the
Farthest peninsulas reetition of the cylce raise the temperature
I'm a sould adventurere still the jouney's been a blur
Some people theya re never surea nd live their lives in sepluchers

Looking at fields and the forest and torrents
Of thunderstorm warnings in the morning while we're orbiting Florence
Churches and factories practically forming a spine across the
Country kinda funny that it would strike me so naturally
Occasionally missing my exit because of the scenery
Deep in the wilderness or maybe it was the greenery
Smoke stack blown back road maps so fat
All of my friends in New London cut the phone tap
Our frequency's free and clear of debris and I'll always be
On the itinerary rolling out of NYC
And Pokipse Mississippi keep on spitting the litany
Bring the practice to Anapolis and the twin cities
On the last train to Clarksville we start to embark
From Asbury Park to Glastonbury and Bismark
From Verona to Sedona, Arizona and Pomona
I'm out but it was sure nice to have known ya.