Black Sheep Kid
That Rocking Thing
Sometimes I cannot get ahead despite the fact
I'm doing the best I can
I guess we are not born to live at ease
We've got to stand a little pain each day we're a live
When life's frustrating our life plans
So let it go my friend just grit your teeth
Sometimes we need a gracious helper
When we are standing on the brink
That kindly brings comfort to our sad souls
Some people find themselves a guru
Others choose to start to drink
For my part I rely on Rock'n'Roll
I got a soft spot for that rocking thing
I got that 'ol full-blast-syndrome
Way back I pledged my troth to my six-string
A few words cast in stone
That's why I feel a little better every time you're coming home
To help me on with Rock'n'Roll to stand and hold my own
Sometimes I'm roaming like a lone wolf through my lonely nights
But I ain't coming really far
Feeling like a leaf blowing in the rain
What do I need weird human friends for? They just put me out
As long as I got my guitar
I'm not dependent on playing their game
What should I be interested in now?
Why should I share their small-town-dreams?
We play this game to lose, we're born to die
Why give a shit about that bullshit
As long as my guitar's sweet screams
And the beating of drums still get me high
Those would-be's shower you with "You've got to's"
They try to take away your poise
Life's no breeze stuck struggling with that load
But if you're feral like a wild horse
There clearly is no other choice
But ditch them grab your dreams and hit the road
To freedom
I got a soft spot for that rocking thing
I got that 'ol full-blast-syndrome
Way back I pledged my troth to my six-string
A few words cast in stone
That's why I feel a little better every time you're coming home
To help me on with Rock'n'Roll to stand and hold my own
Sometimes I cannot get ahead despite the fact
I'm doing the best I can
I guess we are not born to live at ease
We've got to stand a little pain each day we're a live
When life's frustrating our life plans
So let it go my friend just grit your teeth
Sometimes we need a gracious helper
When we are standing on the brink
That kindly brings comfort to our sad souls
Some people find themselves a guru
Others choose to start to drink
For my part I rely on Rock'n'Roll
I got a soft spot for that rocking thing
I got that 'ol full-blast-syndrome
Way back I pledged my troth to my six-string
A few words cast in stone
That's why I feel a little better every time you're coming home
To help me on with Rock'n'Roll to stand and hold my own
Sometimes I'm roaming like a lone wolf through my lonely nights
But I ain't coming really far
Feeling like a leaf blowing in the rain
What do I need weird human friends for? They just put me out
As long as I got my guitar
I'm not dependent on playing their game
What should I be interested in now?
Why should I share their small-town-dreams?
We play this game to lose, we're born to die
Why give a shit about that bullshit
As long as my guitar's sweet screams
And the beating of drums still get me high
Those would-be's shower you with "You've got to's"
They try to take away your poise
Life's no breeze stuck struggling with that load
But if you're feral like a wild horse
There clearly is no other choice
But ditch them grab your dreams and hit the road
To freedom
I got a soft spot for that rocking thing
I got that 'ol full-blast-syndrome
Way back I pledged my troth to my six-string
A few words cast in stone
That's why I feel a little better every time you're coming home
To help me on with Rock'n'Roll to stand and hold my own
Credits
Writer(s): Christoph Labrenz
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