to rock 'cause once upon a time, not long ago Before hip hop was made for the radio An MC show had to cold rock the masses Used to wear a Kangol wit
you don?t expect On Highway 80 Just out of the hills Hit something slick About took a spill On the plateau In snow axle deep Still got to Rock Springs
I just want to reveal one thing I know that's real Don't you know what lives inside me Don't you know it just might save me I don't wanna go back where
Got a tow From a guy named Joe Cost sixty dollars Hope I don't run out of dough Told me 'bout a sex offense Put him three days in jail Stuck in Indianapolis
Straight from 12th grade into junior college Buddy, buddy, buddy, I passed my exam They?re making me a law enforcement person Got me a gun and a badge
Amount Due 84 Been delinquent a week or more What'll they'll do? Guess I'm gonna see Amount due 108 They're just gonna have to wait I'd send it if I had
Another long day's work is through There's still one thing I got to do Get on the bus Ride back home to you You got the car so I can't drive Take my
Opened up my eyes to join celebrations Understand the truths of love and patience Got a lot to know without hesitation... with you Wasting all that time
Thought that I'd be strong enough for both of us And you had given up Is there anybody strong enough for you She said she's scared of waking up She's
A rocket from, I'm, I'm, I'm a rocket from I'm, I'm, I'm a rocket from, I'm, I'm, I'm a rocket from
She's got a beer bottle cap in her back pocket She laughs at Metallica and loves bottle rockets She got chicken wire tattooed around her arm She gave
light When it's found Bottle bound I've got a bottle rocket I've got a bottle rocket I've got a bottle rocket Got a little light to testify No power
bottle rocket I'll take my chances, round and round Loving you's like a bottle rocket Hand over my heart, loving you Loving you's like a bottle rocket
Step back, glance at all the things you've done in your time. Step up to the starting line and don't look back. Wake up, don't choke, digest everything
Forty day tear Got roadwear No-doz braking, Breaking, breaker Caffeine shakes Can't feel my legs Three quarters dead Motel ahead Just give me a table
You know he's somewhere But you don't know if he cares About the way you live So you throw him up a prayer You hope he hears you But the odds are even
I stood up. You stayed in your chair. You didn't get it, You even looked put out. But I had no doubt You'd see the change And someday do the same. That
What was that crack I made? Swung a hammer wrapped in suede? Like a lick from a lunatic beatnick Knock you senseless as I Babble On I strike between the
