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, he's gettin too far out

He's 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 o'cats got the rockin' news

You know I love my rock'n'roll people

You know we got some fun

We gonna rock tonight, yeah, c'mon

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

It's all over, baby

That's it

We gotta go

We had some good times

But it's gone

It's all over

I got a few things on my chest, I got to get 'em off

Now listen listen listen listen listen

Now I don't want to hear no talk about no revolution

And I swear to God I don't 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 I'm interested in

I wanna have a good time

I don't wanna hear no talk about no riots

No demonstrations, no cacitritions, no impablermations

There's only one thing I want to see

That's some dancin'

We're gonna have some fun

We're gonna have a good time

Let's 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, c'mon

Yeah, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute

Wait a minute

Now listen here people

I'm talkin' about the death of rock and roll

And who killed it

I'm talkin' about the blues

I'm 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 traveller

I used to think we had the whole thing sewed up, mama

Then I realised

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 don't care how loud you snore

Sun goin' down, way out on the sea

Here she comes, little girl, gonna set me free

Alright c'mon, now, one more time

Yeah

Train a'ride, sixteen coaches long

Train a'ride, 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

I'm dyin'! I'm dyin'! I'm dyin'

I'm die, die, digadigadoohdah whoa

It's over

It's 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?

They're 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, we're dead, alright, yeah

Rock is dead