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They're looking right at you
From the posters in your room
They're the song that you sing
When you don't believe a thing
They're the hope, they're the prayer
When no one else is there
A little dreamer in the glow of the receiver
Every song he played was alright
Blew out the speakers dancing in his sneakers
Every move he made was alright
Swinging on a beam of light
Catch a star before it dies
What a perfect night to fly away
Goodbye to Vegas, there was nothing left to save us
So we drove away, it's alright
Jumped in the sprinter, touring through the winter
Every show we played was alright
Singing out our life on stage
High enough to feel no pain
What a perfect day to fly away
(Ah)
Well, I don't really know what I know
But I'll show you everything that I can show you tonight
And I don't know where we're going, but it's going alright
It's alright
It's alright
Well, I don't really know what I know
But I'll show you everything that I can show you tonight
And I don't know where we're going, but it's going alright
It's alright
It's alright
It's alright
It's alright
God killed rock 'n' roll
God killed rock 'n' roll
No blood on the stage, no Plant, no Paige
Kiss 'em all goodbye
God killed rock 'n' roll
God killed rock 'n' roll
No fist through the glass, no backstage pass
'Cause god killed rock
God killed rock 'n' roll
(Ah)
God killed rock
God killed rock 'n' roll
God killed rock 'n' roll
Your Buddy Holly glasses and your plaster casters
Kiss 'em all goodbye
God killed rock 'n' roll
God killed rock 'n' roll
Your leather slacks and your hi watt stacks
'Cause god killed rock
God killed rock 'n' roll
They're looking right at you
From the posters in your room
They're the song that you sing
When you don't believe a thing
They're the hope, they're the prayer
When no one else is there
They rock your mom
They rock your dad
(Ooh, God killed rock 'n' roll)
On the bus after the show
Staring down a lonely road
Everybody needs a place to go
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