Lyrics:
it, why don't you do it again
He travelled round the world in a rock n roll band
He stood there like a child with a guitar in his hand
Everybody
We built this city
We built this city on rock and roll
We built this city
We built this city on rock and roll
Say you don't know me
Or recognize my
rock n roll
So raise a glass, raise a glass
A toast to when we packed out bars
There's a guitar shaped hole left in my soul
And it bleeds to the sound
cut a rug, To a dancehall country band,
So, grab your closest sweetheart, and let those fiddles sing,
Who needs rock & roll guitars, when you've got
you by your name
But I'm here all alone
Singing the same old song
What key is this again?
CH 1
It's only Rock and Rock and Roll
But I hate it
Hate it
throwing forty Cali's stainless
'cause these empty slugs spit pain, killer
{Joe Mafia}
Wylin on parole, so been on his rock
And Donny race spot it's way hot
step, kid
Watch your step, kid
Watch your step, kid (The Inspectah Deck)
I smoke on the mic like smokin' Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser, raising hell
step, kid
Watch your step, kid
Watch your step, kid (The Inspectah Deck)
I smoke on the mic like smokin' Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser, raising hell
her it's the last time she'll find him in a bar.
For he's finally got the picture, while their love's on the rocks
c double shot, a roll of quarters,
fall as the moon being pulled by the tides
I'll rise as the sun
Break free from your lies
Maybe I need rock and roll
Maybe I don't need it so much after
play guitar.
His girlfriend likes to go to every show
To see her baby rock and roll
And her baby rocks, oh her baby rocks.
La la la la, la la la, la la
nobody will back home
I love, love, I love rock n' roll
Forever I'll say, my guitar is my life
My guitar (Yesterday), my guitar (Lei It Be)
My guitar
are.
Gonna be a meeting, gonna be a meeting, gonna be a meeting, you me the songs the guitar and the rock and roll.
If it's Kumbaya, the World Trade
King Creole, go
There's a man in New Orleans who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man with a great big soul
He lays down a beat like a ton
the boy
Rock n' roll is a vicious game, oh yeah
He said he wouldn't get led around, or caught up in the games
Or end up in a gallery, of faces with no
King Creole, go
There's a man in New Orleans who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man with a great big soul
He lays down a beat like a ton
nasty Rock n Roll
(Same old nasty rock n Roll)
A Shooting star is not what I am
I am here to stay
I have to make a stand, yes we have to!
An anti-hero
of wounded ducks
When you gunna learn sucker?
You just can't fuck with Twisted Brown
Trucker
I'm an American Bad Ass
Watch me kick, you can roll with Rock
Joe way before this rap shit
Before the Versace floors and the Rolls to match it
Joe's a bastard, I sell pussy for cheap
Make my bitch walk the strip
King Creole, go
There's a man in New Orleans who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man with a great big soul
He lays down a beat like a ton
to work in the mornin'
Get home by eleven
You're just a drop in the ocean
So don't rock the boat cause heads will roll
You're a drop in the ocean,
the boy
Rock n' roll is a vicious game, oh yeah
He said he wouldn't get led around, or caught up in the games
Or end up in a gallery, of faces with no
Bring me back to
Rock,rock,rock rock&Roll
And the day by day
We learn to something hard
Can you teach me what is that ?
( what its that )
And we got
can carry our guitars
And it's whip, whip your hair around
And play that fiddle so grand
We may be wimpy folkies but we move like a rock-and-roll
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