six fine English boys Who knew each other in Birmingham They bought a drum and guitar Started a rock-roll band And Johnny played little violin And
six fine English boys Who knew each other in Birmingham They bought a drum and guitar Started a rock-roll band And Johnny played little violin And Bobby
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were six fine English boys Who knew each other in Birmingham They bought a drum and guitar Started a rock-roll band And Johnny played little violin And
wait and see" Well, that boy made it, he made it real big And so did the rest of the rock 'n' roll scene along with him And a white guy called Johnny
long way to paradise And I'm still on my own Told ya that I came From New York City And I played guitar In a real live rock and roll band You asked me
and levees played on the radio No cell phones, just 20 thousand lights Swaying on a Saturday night, alright Can you imagine that slice of time? Rock and roll
I went down like Bobby Brown I said a rap and they took me to jail Pulled out my bank and made bail This is my story, it could not wait It all started
And you're hearin' lots of stories 'bout the happy times you have ahead There are other folks in power so you kick back and get farther behind And although
no it wasn't no thang Rapper dies of aids but you hardly mention Rocker blows his face off and becomes a legend Heroine and a shot gun and a hero was
spare time I'm in a Rock n' Roll band And in my full time I just sit and wait For my box of gold And my palace of pearls A nice big pool for my sad-
a long long way to paradise And I'm still on my own Told her that I came From Detroit City And I played guitar In a long-haired rock and roll band She
, long way to paradise And I'm still on my own" I told her that I came From Detroit City And I played guitar In a long-haired rock 'n' roll band She
We gonna throw a hut party til' the break of dawn With the Soul poppin', that's Soul Poetry Chameleon playin' bringin' wit' that team Bring a tab and a 40 and a
a rock and roll singer On the television Givin' up his music, gonna take up religion Abandoned rock and roll to try to save his soul Saturday night, got a gig with the band
There are fake patches on his jacket He's used bleach to fade his jeans With a brand new stay pressed shirt And some creased and wrinkled dreams His face a
dirty to me Story of my life is just rock and roll all nite We got burn outs and in house we're down to play And if your down with the sound let me
a good time For a good few years It's been yours we've tasted So here's a little piece of our mind We'll roll and we'll roll And we'll roll and we'll
