Rock’n Roll is a vicious game 

 

 

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1. He rocked his way through yesterday, Lord he thought he had a chance
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He played guitar and wrote some tunes, of love and romance
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He did his share of travelling, like a dog without a home
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A fugitive who would rather give, a star that never shone   

 

 

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Refr. Isn't it a pity, isn't it a shame
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No one ever warned the boy
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Rock n' roll is a vicious game, oh yeah 

 

2. He said he wouldn't get led around, or caught up in the games,
or end up in a gallery of faces with no names.
And rock 'n' roll was in his soul and music was a friend.
He recorded a song that made us sing along, and he was on the road again. 

 

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Stick. Stage fright, ooh, and long black limousines.
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He's pushing himself way too hard, or so it seems. 

 

 

3. He opened up his heart to us. He gave us what he could.
We sympathized and harmonized, he made us all feel good.
But it's funny how those things can change, and time can pass us by.
Songs that moved us so easily, no longer make us cry. 

 

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