CHRIS:
Whatever you say, don't make sense anyway
Wherever you play, is not my place to stay
And there's another boy, come in like a stray
The feed is in my mind, not that I'll pay
Rock & Rolled, the past is indeed, cold
I may not have lived my years, but I'm here & I'm old
Rock & Rolled, in my chest of treasures,
Rock & Rolled
Road the toad if you will, been told, been told
Rest in your urban cement cake
Well, **uk yourself, for your own sake
Don't make a mistake
But fake all you can fake
Destiny, if they could turn it
It will still turn my way
Destiny, if they could call it a day
It would still be my day
Bye Rukh, I don't care no more
Nix, no don't care to play
Bye Rukh, This is the goodbye encore
Play with yourself, forevermore
Whatever you say, don't make sense anyway
Wherever you play, is not my place to stay
And there's another boy, come in like a stray
The feed is in my mind, not that I'll pay
Rock & Rolled, the past is indeed, cold
I may not have lived my years, but I'm here & I'm old
Rock & Rolled, in my chest of treasures,
Rock & Rolled
Road the toad if you will, been told, been told
Rest in your urban cement cake
Well, **uk yourself, for your own sake
Don't make a mistake
But fake all you can fake
Destiny, if they could turn it
It will still turn my way
Destiny, if they could call it a day
It would still be my day
Bye Rukh, I don't care no more
Nix, no don't care to play
Bye Rukh, This is the goodbye encore
Play with yourself, forevermore
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