Once upon a time I played electric guitar And they said I was a rock & roll star Now no body calls me on the telephone So I sit and watch my tv all alone And the parasites on MTV Would wipe their eyes and act like they knew me But I wouldn't be a hero I'd be dead Just a corpse beside a note that read If you like to pretend that you'll never get old You got what it takes to rock n' roll
Passed Memories As they cry, muted, colourless dreams pour into holes ripped in my fabric of life. Closer to forever as can be though still oblivious of a destiny stronger than the foundations of that of words, but then words spoken too soon, like music poor of passion, die, while beauty mourns what could have been. Where I came from I don't know as my snowy path from times long gone in others memories now serve.
Once upon a time I played electric guitar And they said I was a rock & roll star Now no body calls me on the telephone So I sit and watch my tv all alone And the parasites on MTV Would wipe their eyes and act like they knew me But I wouldn't be a hero I'd be dead Just a corpse beside a note that read If you like to pretend that you'll never get old You got what it takes to rock n' roll
Passed Memories As they cry, muted, colourless dreams pour into holes ripped in my fabric of life. Closer to forever as can be though still oblivious of a destiny stronger than the foundations of that of words, but then words spoken too soon, like music poor of passion, die, while beauty mourns what could have been. Where I came from I don't know as my snowy path from times long gone in others memories now serve.
Once upon a time I played electric guitar And they said I was a rock & roll star Now no body calls me on the telephone So I sit and watch my tv all alone And the parasites on MTV Would wipe their eyes and act like they knew me But I wouldn't be a hero I'd be dead Just a corpse beside a note that read If you like to pretend that you'll never get old You got what it takes to rock n' roll
Passed Memories As they cry, muted, colourless dreams pour into holes ripped in my fabric of life. Closer to forever as can be though still oblivious of a destiny stronger than the foundations of that of words, but then words spoken too soon, like music poor of passion, die, while beauty mourns what could have been. Where I came from I don't know as my snowy path from times long gone in others memories now serve.
Once upon a time I played electric guitar And they said I was a rock & roll star Now no body calls me on the telephone So I sit and watch my tv all alone And the parasites on MTV Would wipe their eyes and act like they knew me But I wouldn't be a hero I'd be dead Just a corpse beside a note that read If you like to pretend that you'll never get old You got what it takes to rock n' roll
Passed Memories As they cry, muted, colourless dreams pour into holes ripped in my fabric of life. Closer to forever as can be though still oblivious of a destiny stronger than the foundations of that of words, but then words spoken too soon, like music poor of passion, die, while beauty mourns what could have been. Where I came from I don't know as my snowy path from times long gone in others memories now serve.
Passed Memories As they cry, muted, colourless dreams pour into holes ripped in my fabric of life. Closer to forever as can be though still oblivious of a destiny stronger than the foundations of that of words, but then words spoken too soon, like music poor of passion, die, while beauty mourns what could have been. Where I came from I don't know as my snowy path from times long gone in others memories now serve.
Once upon a time I played electric guitar And they said I was a rock & roll star Now no body calls me on the telephone So I sit and watch my tv all alone And the parasites on MTV Would wipe their eyes and act like they knew me But I wouldn't be a hero I'd be dead Just a corpse beside a note that read If you like to pretend that you'll never get old You got what it takes to rock n' roll
Once upon a time I played electric guitar And they said I was a rock & roll star Now no body calls me on the telephone So I sit and watch my tv all alone And the parasites on MTV Would wipe their eyes and act like they knew me But I wouldn't be a hero I'd be dead Just a corpse beside a note that read If you like to pretend that you'll never get old You got what it takes to rock n' roll
Passed Memories As they cry, muted, colourless dreams pour into holes ripped in my fabric of life. Closer to forever as can be though still oblivious of a destiny stronger than the foundations of that of words, but then words spoken too soon, like music poor of passion, die, while beauty mourns what could have been. Where I came from I don't know as my snowy path from times long gone in others memories now serve.