Rock of Ages

You think you're a loser baby

But you drive all the girls crazy

You're not too screwed up punk

You're a tall tally-ho

Your whole life is disenchanted

Take yr looks from hugh granted

You still follow all blues night

You're nothing like them friend

Friend you're cute

You're not denied lou, 29

Hey boy take my advice mark, 22

Writing songs in yr sleep john, 29

Stop pretending yr a creep trend pretty

You say yr head is like a hole

But yr tune so much soul

You brought back another tour

Don't forget your four by four

Get one you miss right

Many girls will spent a night

Stop bringing back the bitch who screwed you

There's a million who would do you

Friend you're cute

You're not denied scott, 24

Hey boy take my advice jane, 29

You could play guitar in a dream page, 35

Is bad of all that seems steve, 29

Acting like a social retard

Can it really be there hard?

You shake their hands and smile

But not a whim to bear yr child (?)

State of rock is pathetic

Your songs are prophetic

You're a twenty-century boy

Come'on boy don't you know?