From the Deathbeds 0f Rock and Roll
The Beatles are a duet now
but as pairs they're seldom found,
Stairway to heaven's
an escalator, stalled and broken down
Iron man's a rusted hulk
and Aqualung has drowned
They civilized the Mongoloid
and Devo is devoid
the Wall is where they hang
the bleached out
red rage of Pink Floyd
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The kinks have worked
the wrinkles out
but each one has aged hard
while Father Christmas
lies in state 'neath
Hollywood Boulevard
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Jagger's pushing seventy
satisfaction doesn't matter
and Alice Coopers serving food
can you hear those dishes clatter
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Punk rockers grew into adults
but kept their attitude
they like their extreme radio
cranked up real loud and crude.
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The modge pits are much emptier,
they cost to much to fill,
the economies in the toilet,
and the crap all runs down hills,
when it's time to pay the bills.
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Bubblegum got chewed up
in the face of heavy metal
rap replaced the guru chants
and Glocks the flower petals
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Amateurs have seized the stage
in pitchy tones they sidle
across the hopes of all who seek
their next American Idol
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Records pressed in vinyl
45's and 33's
are mouldering in cardboard sleeves
now we'd rather play C.D.'s
Buddy Holly's dust still lies
entombed with all his dreams
just remnants of the fifties
from a plane burst at the seams,
Oh, Hell how bad it tumbled
nose to tail, then tail to nose
Oh, God how fast they mumbled
prayers then screams
through whirling snows.
Their Big Bopper took just seconds
slamming frozen fields below
their broken bodies scattered
with their guitars in the snow.
Even protest songs
are seldom heard
for those dead in bushes war
as if our songwriters forgot
just what lyrics are for
"Hell no!! ....we won't go!"
isn't sung out anymore.
Alternative's what they dig now
hip hop, and MTV
Rock music's changing everyday
adapting is the Key.
But way down deep inside each song
lie the basics that were riffed
decades back by fiery souls
with great passions and a gift
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Rock and Roll's unmoveavble
Thanks to just how huge it's grown
on monstrous sets
it screams in frets
until its songs are known-
from a temporary madness
sixty years of love has honed.
"This too shall pass!"
cried Harrison
who's passed,
yet rock remains
it mutates into other forms
but its magiic is the same.