Too Close to Rock

We had you trained to be so classical
Yes, and you learned to play the guitar at school
But now we caught you, you've been playing the fool
We don't think your musical taste is cool

You are too close to rock and roll
I paid for the teacher so I own your soul

Move out of the house, you can't use the car
You spend your lectures just drinking in the college bar
You don't wanna get a job, you won't get far
Pretty soon you're gonna come home, gonna need ma and pa

You are too close to rock and roll
I paid for the teacher so I own your soul

Too close to rock and roll
I paid for the man, I own your soul
Leading me on, you've been a bad, bad boy
Bet you since you've been a kid, you've been a mama's toy

Too close to
Too close to
Too close to
Too close to rock and roll



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Bruce Dickinson, Paul Samson, Barry Graham Purkis, Chris Aylmer
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