Rock Is Dead

Hi, you lady, alright, babe, gonna love ya When I was just a little boy, bout the age of five I went to sleep, I heard my mama and papa talking She said, "We got to stop that boy, hes gettin' too far out Hes goin wild, we gotta stop that child" And I lay there listening, feeling bad You know, people, I was feeling bad Mama didn't like the way I did my thing The old lady, she didn't get with that thing But my daddy was a sailor, get his head around And he said, "Boy, you got to do it, son, get yourself intact You gotta love, love, love, love, love, my baby tonight Let me tell you, baby, bout the death of rock I used to be a boy in my home block Used to feel alone then I heard some news Bunch ocats got the rockin news You know I love my rock n roll people You know we got some fun We gonna rock tonight, yeah cmon Rock and roll is dead Rock and roll is dead Must be something else instead You got to lay right down and die, die, die, die yeah Its all over baby, thats it We gotta go, we had some good times But its gone, its all over I got a few things on my chest, I got to get em off Now listen, listen, listen, listen, listen Now I dont want to hear no talk about no revolution And I swear to God I dont want to hear No talk about no constitution And in my frame of mind I am in no mood for No talk about no cremation The only thing Im interested in I wanna have a good time I dont wanna hear no talk about no riots No demonstrations, no cacitritions, no impablermations Theres only one thing I want to see Thats some dancin, were gonna have some fun Were gonna have a good time, lets roll O boogie, all night long, yeah Rocky little woman, be my pal Gonna be the fool, gotta deep-dap-doo You gotta love, love, love ya baby little lotta-gita-do Yeah cmon Yeah, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, now listen here people Im talkin about the death of rock and roll And who killed it Im talkin about the blues Im talkin about the news Have you heard, have you heard Have you heard the word? Rock is dead Rock is dead Now I didn't want to be the one to lay it on ya sweetheart But I used to be a little fellow traveler I used to think we had the whole thing sewed up, mama Then I realized, rock and roll is dying, baby I wanna see some fun I wanna see some hanging out I wanna see my people Non-political, arithmetical Transcendental, irathamadental Coolambindang bupalookanimbo Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready to sing the blues, my baby? Yeah, I like it real slow, I like it real bad I like to get myself together I love to hear you get undressed Naked woman, out of doors I dont care how loud you snore Sun goin down, way out on the sea Here she comes, little girl, gonna set me free Alright cmon, now one more time Yeah, tTrain aride, sixteen coaches long Train aride, sixteen coaches long Well, I got my baby Gonna get on the train and run, yeah Well, that big black train gonna get my baby Big black train, yeah, the big black train gonna get my love Gonna take her, gonna hug her, gonna, whoa Gonna love, love, love, love a dingo yeah, big black train Now when I got home, I heard my daddy say "You want a little piece? Do you want a little peace? Do you want a little soul? Do you want a little soul?" I could not help myself, I could not help myself I could not help, help, help Im dyin, Im dyin, Im dyin Im die, die, digadigadoohdah, whoa Its over, its over Have mercy, have mercy Have mercy on your poor son We had some good times We had a few good times But those good little times, you know where they are? Theyre absolutely, positively under the ground And as long as I got breath, the death of rock Is the death of me and rock is dead Well, were dead, alright, yeah Rock is dead