Monday, April 8, 2013

Cleveland Rocks

by Ian Hunter

All this energy calling me
Back where it comes from
It's such a crude attitude
It's back where it belongs
All the little kids growing up on the skids
Are going, 'Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks'
Jumping Jean Jeanies, moody James Deanies
Going, 'Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks'

Mama knows but she don't care
She's got her worries too
Seven kids and a phony affair
And the rent is due
All the little chicks with the crimson lips go
'Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks'
She's living in sin with a safety pin
She's going, 'Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks'

I got some records from World War Two
I'll play them just like me granddad do
He was a rocker and I am too
Oh Cleveland rocks
Yeah Cleveland rocks
So find a place, grab a space
And yell and scream for more

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