Rock’n’roll, that’s the way it goes

Sweet dreams seem to fade away
While nightmares tend to stay
For many long day, praying on fear

I remember when you’ve had sorted out
And as of yet I haven’t cried
I doubt I will, my heart’s grown cold
And every day I’m getting old

Rock’n’roll
That’s the way it goes
Save my soul
You can save your own

I got rotten teeth inside my head
I’m smoking too many cigarettes
I’m drinking every day

I remember when I was bright and pure
And nowadays I’m a bit unsure
Like stealing groceries from the IGA

Never know,
What you lost until you try to find it
Movin’ on,
And this song just might remind you

Here I am and myself again
Sitting around with a fountain pen
Writin’bout nothing

Nothing gonna be the death of me,
Nothing gonna set me free,
Nothing gonna be my salvation

Rock’n’roll
That’s the way it goes
Save my soul
You can save your own

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