Amy LaVere – Last Rock n' Roll Boy to Dance
I've been listening to it rain for days, but now the storm's giving up it's fight
High alone at home so long, I'll take the wind out on the town tonight
And ride my bike around this cried out city
And the street steam
The lonely sound is like the end of a record
Or the start of a bad dream
So if I'm getting a thrill from this jukebox
And the candy-colored jukebox light
And this mystery boy rides home with me
Ring ring goes the bell on my bike
Damn these rules we carved in stone
I wanna bust em into pieces on the dance floor
There shouldn't be rules in rock N roll
And who are we saving our broken hearts for?
He's the last rock n roll boy to dance
Ring ring goes the bell on my bike
And he's got a hand in my pocket
Ring ring goes the bell on my bike
I see clearly he's a thief
But he can take what he likes
Cuz he's given me some feeling
That's worth anything that he could be stealing
Damn these rules we carved in stone
I wanna bust em into pieces on the dance floor
There shouldn't be rules in rock n roll
And who are we saving our broken hearts for?
Damn these wallflower faces of stone
Dead and blue in the light of their cellular phones
I don't care if they laugh when we walk out this door
Who are we saving our broken hearts for?
I've been listening to it rain for days, but now the storm's giving up it's fight
High alone at home so long, I'll take the wind out on the town tonight
And ride my bike around this cried out city
And the street steam
The lonely sound is like the end of a record
Or the start of a bad dream
So if I'm getting a thrill from this jukebox
And the candy-colored jukebox light
And this mystery boy rides home with me
Ring ring goes the bell on my bike
Damn these rules we carved in stone
I wanna bust em into pieces on the dance floor
There shouldn't be rules in rock N roll
And who are we saving our broken hearts for?
He's the last rock n roll boy to dance
Ring ring goes the bell on my bike
And he's got a hand in my pocket
Ring ring goes the bell on my bike
I see clearly he's a thief
But he can take what he likes
Cuz he's given me some feeling
That's worth anything that he could be stealing
Damn these rules we carved in stone
I wanna bust em into pieces on the dance floor
There shouldn't be rules in rock n roll
And who are we saving our broken hearts for?
Damn these wallflower faces of stone
Dead and blue in the light of their cellular phones
I don't care if they laugh when we walk out this door
Who are we saving our broken hearts for?
Other albums by the artist
Painting Blue
2019 · album
Hallelujah I'm a Dreamer
2015 · album
This Bridge
2013 · single
Stranger Me
2011 · album
Anchors and Anvils
2007 · album
This World Is Not My Home
2006 · album
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