Rock ‘n’ roll toilet’s my carving knife, my real life, my real wife
Rock ‘n’ roll toilet’s my pair of boots, my only chutes, my open wounds
I’d rather die than get an honest job
I’m gonna rock ‘n’ roll till the toilets clog
Here come the dancers one by one,
Your mamas calling but you’re having fun
You’ll find you’re dancing on a number nine cloud
Put your hands together and sing it out loud.
Its all part of my rock ‘n’ roll fantasy, yeah.
Its all part of my rock ‘n’ roll dream, yeah.
So forget all that you see
It’s not reality (it’s just a fantasy)
Can’t you see what this crazy life is doing to me
Life is just a fantasy, can you live this fantasy life
Life is just a fantasy, can you live this fantasy life
Should take a long walk out through the desert
living in the rocks like a blue bellied lizard
not come back until I’m dry and weathered
then come back as a dancing wizard.
Love on the rocks; ain’t no surprise.
Just pour me a drink and I’ll tell you some lies.
Got nothin’ to lose so you just sing the blues,
All the time.
But Colorado’s always clean and healin’
And Tennessee in spring is green and cool
It never really was your kind of town
But you went around, with the Ft. Worth blues
Oh, Colorado’s calling me
From her hillsides and her rivers and her mesas and her trees
When blizzards snapped the power lines
And all the toilets freeze
In December in the Colorado Rockies
Rocky mountain high…Colorado…
Spent the last year
Rocky Mountain Way
Couldn’t get much higher
Out to pasture
Think it’s safe to say
Time to open fire
Please come to Denver with the snowfall.
We’ll move up into the mountains so far that we can’t be found,
And throw “I love you” echoes down the canyon,
And then lie awake at night till they come back around…
I want to see the mountains in your eyes…
Climb every mountain
Ford every stream
Follow every rainbow
'Till you find your dream
When I want you in my arms,
When I want you and all your charms,
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Dream … dream, dream, dream.
Dream alittle dream of me…
I had too much to dream last night
Too much to dream
I’m not ready to face the light
I had too much to dream
Last night
Last night
Oh dream weaver
I believe you can get me through the night
Oh dream weaver
I believe we can reach the morning light
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
You left me here on your way to paradise.
You pulled the rug right out from under my life.
I know where you goin’ to
I knew when you came home last night.
'Cause your eyes had a mist
From the smoke of a distant fire.
Smoke on the water…fire in the sky…
Smokin’ in the boys’ room,
Smokin’ in the boys’ room,
Now, teacher, don’t you fill me up with your rules,
But everybody knows that smokin’ ain’t allowed in school.