He rocked his way through yesterday, Lord, he thought he had a chance
He played guitar and wrote some tunes, of love and romance
He did his share of travelin', like a dog without a home
A fugitive who would rather give, a star that never shone
Isn't it a pity? Isn't it a shame?
No-one ever warned the boy
Rock 'n' Roll is a vicious game, oh, yeah
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
wrote
without
through
games
black
vicious
heart
rather
fright
change
around
along
again
limousines
names
opened
chance
tunes
moved
faces
funny
would
sympathized
caught
longer
recorded
friend
rocked
fugitive
could
guitar
easily
shame
music
never
himself
stage
gallery
songs
yesterday
played
pushing
warned
romance
thought
seems
share
shone
things
those
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