The Ongoing Speculation Into the Death of Rock and Roll
Who needs Jesus, who needs Buddha?
We got sex and we got drugs
Yeah, we got it all
That trust fund kid with Lennon
Glasses thinks that he's the chosen one
Yeah, look what we've done
There's a ghost with bleach blonde
Hair who walks around with half a head
He's a t-shirt now from '94
You all wanted him dead, who killed the rock and roller?
Who put a gun to his head, who killed the rock and roller?
He's a t-shirt now but nothing more
Who needs war and who needs peace just get me on the TV screen
Yeah, tell me what to do
That small town girl on ecstasy, she's raised by fashion magazines
Thinks the pain is cute
An angel kissed the president, her skirts still blowing in the wind
She's a poster now from '62
You all wanted her dead, who killed the rock and roller?
Who put the pills in her bed, who killed the rock and roller?
She's a poster now and nothing more
4 shots at the Tyson fight, sirens scream and flashing lights
He's a martyr now, if he wasn't before
You all wanted him dead, who killed the rock and roller?
Who put the gun to his head, who killed the rock and roller?
You all wanted him dead, who killed the rock and roller?
You put the gun to his head, who killed the rock and roller?
You killed the rock and, you killed the rock and roller
We got sex and we got drugs
Yeah, we got it all
That trust fund kid with Lennon
Glasses thinks that he's the chosen one
Yeah, look what we've done
There's a ghost with bleach blonde
Hair who walks around with half a head
He's a t-shirt now from '94
You all wanted him dead, who killed the rock and roller?
Who put a gun to his head, who killed the rock and roller?
He's a t-shirt now but nothing more
Who needs war and who needs peace just get me on the TV screen
Yeah, tell me what to do
That small town girl on ecstasy, she's raised by fashion magazines
Thinks the pain is cute
An angel kissed the president, her skirts still blowing in the wind
She's a poster now from '62
You all wanted her dead, who killed the rock and roller?
Who put the pills in her bed, who killed the rock and roller?
She's a poster now and nothing more
4 shots at the Tyson fight, sirens scream and flashing lights
He's a martyr now, if he wasn't before
You all wanted him dead, who killed the rock and roller?
Who put the gun to his head, who killed the rock and roller?
You all wanted him dead, who killed the rock and roller?
You put the gun to his head, who killed the rock and roller?
You killed the rock and, you killed the rock and roller
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Huot, Adam Paquette, Brett Emmons, Chris Koster, Frederik Thaae, Jay Emmons
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