Doors - Rock Is Dead Lyrics
Hi you lady alright babe gonna love yaWhen I was just a little boy, bout the age of fiveI went to sleep,I heard my mama and papa talking -She saidWe got to stop that boy, hes gettin too far out,Hes goin wild, we gotta stop that child.And I lay there listening, feeling bad -You know, people, I was feeling bad.Mama didnt like the way I did my thing.The old lady, she didnt get with that thing.But my daddy was a sailor, get his head around,And he saidBoy you got to do it son, get yourself intact,You gotta love love love love love my baby tonight.Let me tell you baby bout the death of rock,I used to be a boy in my home block,Used to feel alone then I heard some news,Bunch ocats got the rockin news.You know I love my rocknroll people,You know we got some fun,We gonna rock tonight, yeah cmonRock and roll is dead.Rock and roll is dead,Must be something else instead.You got to lay right down andDie, die, die, die yeahIts all over babyThats itWe gotta goWe had some good timesBut its goneIts all over.I got a few things on my chest, I got to get em offNow listen listen listen listen listenNow I dont want to hear no talk about no revolution,And I swear to God I dont want to hearNo talk about no constitution.And in my frame of mind I am in no mood forNo talk about no cremation.The only thing Im interested inI wanna have a good time.I dont wanna hear no talk about no riots,No demonstrations, no cacitritions, no impablermations.Theres only one thing I want to seeThats some dancin !Were gonna have some fun !Were gonna have a good time!Lets roll !O boogie all night long yeahRocky little woman be my pal,Gonna be the fool, gotta deep-dap-doo,You gotta love, love, love ya baby little lotta-gita-do.Yeah cmonYeah, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minuteWait a minute !Now listen here people !Im talkin about the death of rock and roll,And who killed it.Im talkin about the blues.Im talkin about the news.Have you heard, have you heard,Have you heard the word ?Rock is dead.Rock is dead.Now I didnt want to be the one to lay it on ya sweetheart,But I used to be a little fellow traveller.I used to think we had the whole thing sewed up, mama.Then I realised,Rock and roll is dying, baby.I wanna see some fun !I wanna see some hanging out !I wanna see my peopleNon-politicalArithmeticalTranscendentalIrathamadentalCoolambindang bupalookanimbo !Are you ready ?Are you ready ?Are you ready to sing the blues my baby ?Yeah, I like it real slow,I like it real bad,I like to get myself togetherI love to hear you get undressed -***** woman, out of doors,I dont care how loud you snore.Sun goin down, way out on the sea,Here she comes, little girl, gonna set me free.Alright cmon, now one more timeYeahTrain aride - - - sixteen coaches longTrain aride - - - sixteen coaches longWell I got my baby,Gonna get on the train and run, yeahWell that big black train gonna get my baby,Big black train,Yeah the big black train gonna get my love,Gonna take her, gonna hug her, gonna whoa !!Gonna love, love, love, love a dingo yeahBig black train.Now when I got home,I heard my daddy say,You want a little piece ?Do you want a little peace ?Do you want a little soul ?Do you want a little soul ?I could not help myself, I could not help myself,I could not help !Help ! Help !Im dyin ! Im dyin ! Im dyin !Im die - die - digadigadoohdah whoa !Its over !Its over !Have mercy !Have mercy !Have mercy on your poor son !We had some good times.We had a few good times.ButThose good little times - you know where they are ?Theyre absolutely, positively under the ground.AndAs long as I got breath, the death of rockIs the death of me,And rock is deadWell, were dead alright yeah !ROCK IS DEAD
