
Date of issue: 04.12.2016
Song language: English
Rock'n'Roll Loser |
From the bars of wisconsin |
To the clip joints of l.a. |
I’ve been killing time |
While trying to make |
This guitar gain |
There’ve been people who thrown bottles |
There’ve been people who thrown flowers |
There’ve been people who just threw open their heart |
Oh but rock 'n' roll’s the only way to tell my story |
I’m a rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end |
Oh rock 'n' roll’s the only way to tell my story |
I’m a rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end |
There’ve been clowns |
There’ve been jokers |
Uplitter prostitutes and queers |
We slowly dived together through the years |
I’ve been turned out, turned on, turned around, turned down |
I’ve been built up, beat out, set up, drinkin' my pot |
I’ve been oooo hoooo hooo hooo |
I’ve been oooo hoooo hooo hooo |
All the things that you see |
All the sounds that you hear |
They seem to have no meaning |
When you’re looking through a glass of beer |
And you’re tired, twisted up inside |
You feel you don’t belong |
And the buzzman shouts |
«Get up and son, sing one more song» |
Well rock 'n' roll’s the only way to tell my story |
I’m a rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end |
Yeah and rock 'n' roll’s the only way to tell my story |
I’m a rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end |
Oh lord, a rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end |
Rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end |
Rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end |
Rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end |
Rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end |