We heard the rock drum in the bar
As we made our darker sounds
The band was twisted out to mark the notes
Of Storgo Rock, the city folk here
We had a dream of going down
To La Vera, St. Noel, Balina
We didn't get a goal,
a student in Coma What we had a goal is copy
So we're thinking,
whoa,
whoa We're asking,
rock and roll
We're thinking,
whoa,
whoa We're asking,
rock and roll
Yeah, rock and roll Yeah, rock and roll
Yeah, town, you don't know what you're missing
You want to stay,
you can stay Stay
and I'm not going anywhere
Way down there is Lake Dignan Where the people danced
The concert was played wearing rocknew They were old Relax,
you're not stupid
We're ready to rock to Los Angeles
of food, twist or match for tailor.
The locomotion, sematikuna and a dansa,
olompletyr, falguna, fraiga.
So thank you,
whoa,
whoa,
we like to rock and roll.
Yo,
thank you,
whoa,
whoa,
we like to rock and roll.
Yo, rock and roll, yeah, rock and roll,
yeah.
So new to rock, can't seem to put you out.
Futile the Samadhar.
Wow.
So, thank you, whoa, whoa,
Villasco rock and roll.
So, thank you, whoa, whoa,
Villasco rock and roll.
Yeah, rock and roll.
Yeah, rock and roll.
Yeah, so, new to rock,
James is the hood y'all.
New to fest from out there.
New to rock, James is the hood y'all.
New to fest from out there.
Yeah.
Yo.
New to rock, James is cracker.