Lyrics:
What happened to the wherewithal that Alan Freed declared
The blow was soft, just how did we get here
What happened to the wherewithal that Alan
the monsters call out
The names of men
Bob Dylan knows
And I bet Alan Freed did
There are things in night
That are better not to behold
You dance
With
Albert Camus.
E. A. Poe, Henri Rousseau,
Sholom Aleichem and Caryl Chessman,
Alan Freed and
Buster Keaton too
And each one there
Has one thing
Shick Webb did those things that only he could do
Charlie Christian started a new thing
And, oh my, how Billie Holiday could sing
Alan Freed rock
(Harvey Fuqua/Alan Freed)
Sincerely
Oh, yes sincerely
'Cause I love you so dearly
Please say you'll be mine
Sincerely
Oh, you know how I love you
had soul
Fat trax so the rappers
Can kick it
Alan freed the waves
As much as
Lincoln freed da slaves
Its here I bleed and some
Bled until dead
I
E. A. Poe, Henri Rousseau
Sholom Aleichem and Caryl Chessman
Alan Freed and Buster Keaton too
And each one there
Has one thing shared
They have
you remember Murray the K,
Alan Freed, and high energy?
It's the end, the end of the seventies
It's the end, the end of the century.
Do you
Albert Camus.
E. A. Poe, Henri Rousseau,
Sholom Aleichem and Caryl Chessman,
Alan Freed and
Buster Keaton too
And each one there
Has one thing
(Harvey Fuqua/Alan Freed)
Sincerely
Oh, yes sincerely
'Cause I love you so dearly
Please say you'll be mine
Sincerely
Oh, you know how I love you
too?
Do you remember rock 'n' roll radio?
Do you remember rock 'n' roll radio?
Do you remember Murray the K
Alan Freed, and High Energy?
It's
too?
Do you remember rock 'n' roll radio?
Do you remember rock 'n' roll radio?
Do you remember Murray the K
Alan Freed, and High Energy?
It's
rolled me
At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie
Listen--remember, they're playing our song!
Rock it, sock it, Alan Freed me, Murray Kaufman,
rolled me
At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie
Listen--remember, they're playing our song!
Rock it, sock it, Alan Freed me, Murray Kaufman,
remember Murray the K,
Alan Freed, and high energy?
It's the end, the end of the 70's
It's the end, the end of the century
Do you remember lying in bed
the monsters call out
The names of men
Bob Dylan knows
And I bet Alan Freed did
There are things in night
That are better not to behold
You dance
With
Do you remember Murray the K?
Alan Freed and High Energy?
It's the end, the end of the seventies
It's the end, the end of the century
Yeah yeah
Do you
a Hullabaloo?
¿A Upbeat, Shindig y Ed Sullivan?
¿Recuerdas la radio rock n' roll?
¿Recuerdas la radio rock n' roll?
¿Recuerdas a Murray the K?
¿A Alan Freed y
remember Murray the K,
Alan Freed, and high energy?
It's the end, the end of the 70's
It's the end, the end of the century
Do you remember lying in bed
remember Murray the K,
Alan Freed, and high energy?
It's the end, the end of the 70's
It's the end, the end of the century
Do you remember lying in bed
When monsters call out
The names of men
Bob Dylan knows
And I bet Alan Freed did
There are things at night
That are better not to behold
You
of the fifties,
Murray The K and Alan Freed.
Monroe and James Dean,
Died for the silver screen,
And Elvis made them bleed.
Born in America.
Born in America.
You
Because I think Alan Freed would be glad to know
That the rebellion still carries on
Whenever someone raises their middle finger
And goes against the norm
I
remember Murray the K,
Alan Freed, and high energy?
It's the end, the end of the 70's
It's the end, the end of the century
Do you remember lying in bed
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