Wasted Rock Ranger
Well I'm a wasted rock ranger I live the life of danger On the road to find a higher high I don't need no one's affection All I need is my injection An out-of-tune Les Paul'll get me by I've been doin' gigs since I was ten I really can't remember when I ever had a dollar to my name My ears are blown, my eyes are red I got big holes inside my head Snorting too much crystal and cocaine I have bennies with the breakfast toast Qualudes with the evening roast Assorted snorts of powder in between I don't think a day's gone by That I wasn't drunk or high It's the only way I keep my sanity From Kegger's Den to Hooterville My flaming tricks have topped the bill A thousand empty bottles earn my name Endless trains of one night stands Sharing gigs with half-assed bands And all the local groupies lay the same Well I could have had a payin' job Workin' for some fucked-up slob Wife and family, true security But I left that shit behind For that heavy metal grind 'Cause rock'n roll is in my blood to stay (among other things) Hey! You're a wasted rock ranger You'll live life of danger Sing this song and follow it till the end When you reach number one You can overdose for fun And go and visit Jimi and his friends Hey! You're a wasted rock ranger You'll live a life of danger Sing this song and follow it till the end When we reach number one Hey! We'll all overdose for fun And we'll hang out with Jimi and his friends Yee haw!
Written by: BRAD BAKER
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