Colorstar Rollerskate
I love the places, alleyways,
I'm rolling up in the air,
strolling on, where everybody walks.
I don't stop when they do,
I can see their faces
lining up the streets,
but the bump by the roundabout
spurs me on.
Got a rollerskate, right here to escape,
And I ride to escape for real.
And I ride on my wheels,
I got a rollerskate right here.
Sliding, flying, strolling, jumping
popping off the view or thrusting up the wall,
the glare of the tile
and the shine on the rail in smoke.
Do what you got to do right here,
the world is just a rolling wheel.
I need all my concentration
to escape for real.
I got a rollerskate right here on my feet,
and I ride
I got a rollerskate on my feet
and I ride to escape for real.
