In the park he plays with kids, always smiling, got a dog,
spins his vinyl, sings out loud, he’s analog.
(He has a track phone)
At the pub he has a ball, drinks a Fresca with his gin
buys a round, tips the server, her name is Mandy.
(He secretly loves her)

Before later becomes never with all your might you better grab it and hold on tight.

On the job he pats your back, gives high 5’s and all of that
makes the coffee, brings the donuts, he should be fat.
(he’s actually in top shape)
Like Johnny Cash he wears all black, played the sax, some people say
just a rumor, he was somebody, in the day.
(he played with David Bowie?)

Before later becomes never, with all your might you better grab it and hold on tight.
He’s a lovely man, he doesn’t do much bitchin’
The girls all love him, ‘cause he’s handy in the kitchen
He’s an agin’ dude, doin’ what he can
I think the stories are true, he was really in Ziggy’s band
(Spiders from Mars?)

Finally dawned on him one day, quit the desk job straight away,
calls in sick, takes his cash, he’s out the door
(He won’t forget Mandy)
She is waiting at the pub, quits her job now don’t you know
contract signed, tickets bought, “Hey let’s go.”

Before later becomes never, with all your might. Ya’ Better grab it and hold on tight

I don’t know what to do (Can you do The Freddie?)
I wanna’ dance with you (The Mashed Potato?)
Have you done The Stroll? (Yeah, once, or twice)
It’s more rock than roll (HELL YEAH)
Ever jig The Flick? (You mean The Jerk?)
I can teach ya’ real quick (Oh, do tell)
The boys and me we dance (Brothers in arms?)
We got ants in our pants (That explains everything)

Come on everybody we’re the Famous Trans-Atlantic dance band (Just ask us)

Don’t laugh out loud (I’ll try not to) As I lead the crowd (Do The Watusi) I’ll show you more (Let’s tighten up) On the ballroom floor (It’s like lighting)

Come on everybody we’re the famous Trans-Atlantic dance band

It’s what we do (Everyone attack)
The Limbo Boogaloo (Smooth and groove)
Make no mistake (Hope you like the show)
It’s fun we make (Thank you and good night)

Come on everybody we’re the famous Trans-Atlantic dance band

Let’s twist again
Do The Strandsky
Dance The Locomotion
Tin roof rusted
It’s the Blitzkrieg Bop
You got the knack
It’s a teenage rampage

Heart is full, head is high
makin’ my road, what about you?
Payin’ bills, getting by
stayin’ sober but feelin’ high.
Day’s go by, one at a time
bein’ normal should be a crime.
Another step I’m on the edge
Ready to jump, what about you?

What about you? What about you? I’m a sister supersonic girl

Dress me up, goin’ out
you better dance with me all night long.
You go home, I’ll go to sleep
You go to your house and that’s it!
Lost in flight, but still in the air
Watch me land I always do
Another step I’m off the edge
Ready to jump, what about you?

What about you? What about you? I’m a sister supersonic girl.

Dizzy, pale and I’m feeling ill
Falling backwards and I’m fading still
Seatbelt on, I’ve got the wheel
Stick with me, you can DJ, I’ll make you feel really real

What about you? What about you? I’m your sister supersonic girl I’m your sister supersonic, yeah

I gave you my word that I would never leave but I laughed, turned my back, and walked away.
Thinking twice and knowing deep that you’re the girl for me, in my mind I promised that I'd never stray.
That night was grand our finally loving stand but like a coward I planned to sneak away.
You asked me one more time to give us just a chance, I should have listened to your words of love and stayed.

I really didn’t mean to hurt you, but you let me in your life way too soon
From down below I can still hear you singing, under the light of the Cheshire Moon.
La-Lee-Lie

That knock upon the door, really changed your plan, you had to get this dummy out of the bed.
With superhuman strength you posed me sick and pale a blanket on my neck, asleep not dead.
Your friends will slap your back, for nailing my ass which we sadly knew was long overdue.
I should have chosen your love over you cracking my skull, but not me, my darling, no not me.

I really didn’t mean to hurt you, but you let me in your life way too soon From down below I can still hear you singing, under the light of the Cheshire Moon.

I laid there, that grin, was finally off my face as my body lay there warming in the ground.
I just got my desserts as you dragged me through the dirt, too bad your kind and caring friends are not around.

I really didn’t mean to hurt you, but you let me in your life way too soon
From down below I can still hear you singing, under the light of the Cheshire Moon. La-Lee-Lie

I had to cry, again today
Another rocker faded away
It seems as if there’s one a week
My rockin’ heroes on a losin’ streak
I thought my idols would live forever
Playing guitar, strapping on leather
Instead, I hear myself scream “NO WAY”

It ain’t funny, happens everyday

I know these cats live fast and hard
They got their stars on the Boulevard
Sex and drugs make no mistake
An easy grave they are sure to make
Some got tired, old and no luck
Played great music, no one gave a fuck (a fuck)
Again, I hear myself scream “NO WAY”

It ain’t funny, happens everyday

Some mixed booze, girls, and cars
Planes crashed killin’ superstars
Murder, suicide and all the rest
That’s how we lose the very best
Played great music, no one gave a fuck
Again, I hear myself scream “NO WAY”

It ain’t funny, happens everyday

Yeah, the good times are ending soon
Sign with the devil, but I’m not immune
Better to fry out, than fade away
It ain’t funny, happens everyday
It ain’t funny, oh no
It ain’t funny, oh no
It ain’t funny, oh no
It ain’t funny, happens every day.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

His name was Chip
Cut off his fingertip
He through it out on the lake
And it went skip, skip skip

Hey Chip!

Now Chip also, also believed in rocketship
He took one out for a shake
But ended up on a trip
Oh poor, poor, poor Chip

Now let’s explore this
Now let’s explore this
Now let’s explore this
Now let’s explore…

This

Now Chip
Believed in rocket ship
Cut off his fingertip
Ended up on a trip

Poor, poor Chip
Poor, poor, poor Chip
Poor, poor, poor, poor Chip

Well, I met you when we were drinking some beers late one night oh oh.
And I saw you by my van outside and you were cryin’ oh yeah.
Well, I said “hi, how you doin’ “, you said “I don’t know, I don’t know”.
Then we looked into each other’s eyes and said, “let’s go, let’s get low”.

Then I saw you walkin’ down the street a day or two later, oh yeah.
Say “hi” said “hidey ho” do you remember? Oh yeah.
Let’s go and I said, “hidey ho”, but you didn’t wanna’ do it.
Stick around the next day say, “how you do”. Oh yeah”.
You should have told me a long time ago.
You should have told me a long time ago.
You should have told me a long time ago.
You didn’t want me.
You didn’t want me.
You didn’t want me.

Well, I give you all my love, give you more oh oh.
And you didn’t give it back to me, I don’t why, said “oh oh”.
Well, I asked you once, and I asked you twice, three times you still said “ah hah”
But you never gave it back to me, back to me, oh oh.
You should have told me a long time ago
You should have told me a long time ago
You should have told me a long time ago
You didn’t want me

Nostalgia it’s too late for living in the past
Old photos of fashion and family smiles
Nostalgia it’s too far gone
I don’t want to do that

Nostalgia it’s like being dead and sleeping in a century old bed
Packaged and shelved hermetically sealed
Nostalgia, all mistakes are revealed
I don’t want to do that
Don’t make me do that

Nostalgia

Nostalgia a distant song of something I once said
Old records, and toys and musty perfume
Nostalgia it collects in my room
I don’t want to do that
Don’t make me do that
Nostalgia
Nostalgia
Nostalgia
Nostalgia

Nostalgia a distant song
Of living in the past
Old photos on covers of Time magazine
Nostalgia it’s too far gone
I don’t wanna’ look back
Don’t make me do that
Let me slip through the crack Switch the channel and fade to black
Nostalgia
Fade to black
Nostalgia
Fade to black
Nostalgia
Fade to black
Nostalgia

15 years in a nowhere town messin’ ‘round, messin’ ‘round
Spinnin’ records, skipping school, goin’ underground
Danelectro 30 bucks, who would’ve ever known
That shit guitar would be Led Zeppelin’s tone

Battle of The Bands win or lose it all goes by so fast
Playin’ bars, and dumps and dives and really kickin’ ass
Now the band is getting’ tight, we know just what to do
Black lights, strobe lights, no lights, “who the fuck are you?”
We’re Rockstars!

Subterranean suburban Rockstars Plug us in, let’s begin Subterranean

CB’s, Max’s, Danceteria, Mudd Club and Hurrah
Jersey’s Dirt and Maxwells, Dover’s Showplace, topless bar
Now we have a single out the world is gonna’ know
That we are gonna’ rule the world of teenage rock’n’roll

Subterranean suburban Rockstars Plug us in, let’s begin

Subterranean

Under the new condition, we change position
Under the clouds, your vision, California, and Venezuela
Preaching a new religion, turn off, your television
Up in the clouds your vision, just space junk, a Tesla rocket

It’s a new world, it’s a new world (now, wow, yeah)

Making some new decisions, invade Crimea, lets bomb Aleppo
Mother Nature’s retribution, Louisiana, and Puerto Rico
Up in the clouds a vision, Space Station parties and flying saucers
Under the cloud’s submission, people buying and people dying

It’s a new world, it’s a new world (now, wow, yeah)

At Altamont in ’69 everything went bad
We mix bikers and rock’n’roll and everybody’s glad
Sadness, fear, hate mistrust are left outside the door
When tunes and dance begin our spirits start to roar
No one in town is left behind bring the gang and don’t be late
We go ‘til dawn the cops show up and that is always great
Sing a song or dance a step or lean against the wall
It don’t matter what you do you’re gonna’ have a ball

It’s a motorcycle ceilidh the finest in the land
Bring the kids, the dog and Grandma everyone you can
A good time will be had by all, bikes and rock’n’roll
And don’t forget your dead-beat brother livin’ on the dole

Leave the booze and drugs at home, it only brings you down
Plug in your gear, sing a song, wear a wedding gown
Don’t matter what you look like, we’re foolish in these parts
Bring the lads and cycles, and don’t forget the tarts
One night we let the bikes inside race around the hall
We drove into the drummer and the singer hit the wall
We picked her up, she smacked us one the band began to play
The tire tracks upside the wall can still be seen today

It’s a motorcycle ceilidh the finest in the land
Bring the kids, the dog and Grandma...everyone you can
A good time will be had by all, with bikes and rock’n’roll
And don’t forget your dead-beat brother livin’ on the dole

We like to have the pipes mix with raunchy rock’n’roll
Bikes and boogie and boys and girls and lots of northern soul
Turn off the lights and lock the door, take the party down the road
We hit the beach with fireworks, the sunrise will explode
It’s time to make some cash and start about our dreary day
We’ll meet again and bike the hall, down by the bay
Sing a song and dance a step or lean against the wall
No matter what you do, we’re gonna’ have a ball

It’s a motorcycle ceilidh the finest in the land
Bring the kids, the dog and Grandma everyone you can
A good time will be had by all, with bikes and rock’n’roll
And don’t forget your dead-beat brother livin’ on the dole

(pending translation)

Out of gas, down on my luck
Here comes the cops, oh, what the fuck
Left me here, you dirty dog
Dark and wet, just me and fog
Hitch to the shore, one more time
Sun goes down, I’m planning crime
I don’t need you any more
Gonna’ wreck things I adore

“Lost in Jersey” is what she’ll say
Smashed the car, radio on and she just walked away
Lost in Jersey her story goes and goes and goes
“Into the Pines, Officer, where she hides no one knows”

Sleep all day, roam at night
There’s a chance I’ll find a fight
”Highway Star” she’s gettin’ high
Left me here to rot and die
Back down home, she’ll tell the folk
I slapped her round and left her broke
I’ll show up, tired and cold
Tell the world her lies untold

“Lost in Jersey” is what she’ll say
Smashed the car, radio on and she just walked away
Lost in Jersey her story goes and goes and goes
”Into the Pines, Officer, where she hides no one knows”

In the woods all alone
How could 16 be so old
When together we only planned to only look
But the Queen tried to rewrite our book

Out of gas, down on my luck
Here comes the cops, oh what the fuck
Left me here, you dirty dog
Dark and wet, just me and fog
Hitch to the shore, one more time Sun goes down, I’m planning crime
I don’t need you any more
Gonna’ wreck things I adore

There is no history no monks on fire no catch events

There is no history no monks on fire no catch events
No captioned teleprints no bodies in the sediment
There was however gushing fear and pain inside his head
Living room was dying room and there all art was rendered dead

it’s a lie, laconic to cement four corners of the heartland
Send 50 million guys but send them all alone
It’s a lilac onyx to cement four corners of the rimland
Sent off and delighted just to be and die alone

Ironically, iconoclastic digging for that crocked cross
Made his world of wax and plastic never stopped to count the cost
There is no history no monks on fire no catch events
No captioned teleprints no bodies in the sediment

It’s a lilac onyx to cement four corners of the heartland
Send 50 million guys but send them all alone
It’s a lilac onyx to cement four corners of the rimland
Sent off and delighted just to be but die alone

There is no history no monks on fire no catch events
No captioned teleprints no bodies in the sediment
There was however fear a gushing vein inside his head
Living room was dying room and there all art was rendered dead

It’s a lilac onyx to cement four corners of the heartland
Send 50 million guys but send them all alone
It’s a lilac onyx to cement four corners of the rimland
Sent off and delighted just to be but die alone

I started out as just a girlfriend
A girl he met one summer day
I never thought he’d be my man
I’m his rockin’ senorita ole’

This small-town guy straight and true
Who takes life easy day by day
He taught how to live and love
I’m his rockin’ senorita ole’

Now we’ve got a kickin’ rock’n’roll band
Playing music from coast to coast
Tearin’ it up five nights a week
Making love and hangin’ close.

I sold my skateboard, shaved my mohawk
Can’t say I did it all for her
Some say the boys just finally grow up
There’s not a day that she don’t make my heart a stir

We took a spin around the globe
To leave behind the modern fray
He took me by the hand
I’m still his rockin’ senorita ole’

We still got that kickin’ rock’n’roll band
Making noise most every day
Shutting down around 2 am
I’m still his rockin’ senorita ole’
I’m still his rockin’ senorita ole’
I’m still his rockin’ senorita ole’….

Ole’

I don't care about the money
Cause I ain't seen none
I don't care about the women
All I need is one
The reason I say it you really ought to know
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll

I don't care about the fashion
T-shirts will do
Don’t give me grief about my sneakers
I need comfortable shoe
The reason I say it you really ought to know
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll

Yo Joe this rock’n’roll got me thinking that I’m too damn old
The Candle burning at both ends behind the wheel at 2am
Flying down the interstate drinkin’ Mountain Dew to stay awake
Hey, don’t push me because I’m close to the edge
I’m tryin’ not to lose my head
And at times I wonder how I keep from goin’ under
Sometimes I gotta’ wonder how I keep from goin’ under
But still I’m makin’ it, must be because

It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll
It's all for the love of rock 'n' roll