Ian Hunter - Cleveland Rocks Lyrics
(ian hunter)Three! four!Three! four!Three! four!(bunch of ah-ah-ahs here)All this energy calling meBack where it comes fromIts such a crude attitudeIts back where it belongsAll the little kids growing up on the skids are goinCleveland rocks, cleveland rocksJumpin (jean) gene genies, moody james deanies goinCleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocksCleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocksMama knows but she dont careShes got her worries tooSeven kids and a phony affairAnd the rent is dueAll the little chicks with the crimson lips goCleveland rocks, cleveland rocksShes livinin sin with a safety pinShes goin cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocksCleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocksI got some records from world war twoIll play em just like me grand dad doHe was a rocker and I am tooOh cleveland rocks, yeah cleveland rocksSo find a placeGrab a spaceAnd yell and scream for moreCleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocksCleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocksCleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocksCleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocksCleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocksCleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks(bunch of ah-ah-ahs here)Three! four!Three! four!Three! four!Ohio
