by Unknown
Nov 2011 290 Views 0 comments
ROCK'S IN HIS HEAD
I knew a fast-lane dude
just a bit too crude
for the past-laid rules
that he never read
He didn't wanna obey
the society's way
with the moldin'
they told him
would hold him
so he revelled instead
If you don't wanna ram_bull-
horns to a jam, you'll
wanna just shout
then catch a busz - out! Cuz
like it or not, he's got . . .
(CHORUS)
Rock's in his head--
He's got Rock!
(Repeat Chorus 2x)
(Repeat All)
just a bit too crude
for the past-laid rules
that he never read
He didn't wanna obey
the society's way
with the moldin'
they told him
would hold him
so he revelled instead
If you don't wanna ram_bull-
horns to a jam, you'll
wanna just shout
then catch a busz - out! Cuz
like it or not, he's got . . .
(CHORUS)
Rock's in his head--
He's got Rock!
(Repeat Chorus 2x)
(Repeat All)
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Nov 2011
About this poem:
I wrote the lyrics to this rebel anthem for one of my previous band's harder electric guitar (distortion) rockers. "He's got Rock" implies moxy (testis/balls ; ) and of course the double entendre of having rock-n-roll in his head (and/or loose marbles free-spirit crazy?). Party On, Rockers!Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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