Roll that stone there 
 Roll that stone out of the way 

 Show me where to start, 
 can't quench the flames when my hearts on red alert, 
 panic in the air, 
 prayer for the kids on the streets that live everywhere. 

 Who would be the man, 
 to stand in the gap for [bad word] when ever it demands 
 papa's on he's knees 
 'cos he can't tell the wood from the trees... 

 Roll that stone there 
 Roll that stone out of the way 

 On a down low 
 hitch a ride you decide you will [bad word] 
 time to take slow 
 pick it up dusts it down remember you can improvise 

 When all is said and done 
 relax and kick back go chill under a shady tree… 
 papa's on he's feet 
 now he can see the wood from the trees 

 Roll that stone there 
 Roll that stone out of the way 

 Roll that stone a way now 
 Roll that stone away!