Sometimes you are daunted
And at times you are contented,
Wheel of life comes with highs and lows
It’s you who has to lead by the nose

Now-and-then you are in depression
And occasionally, you are in the process of progression,
Battle of life is like a swing, it goes up and down
It’s you who has to paint the town

Sometimes you are discouraged
And at times you are encouraged,
This rat race is difficult to control for a soul
But in this long run, it’s you who has to rock and roll.