Rocket Hellelejahs

He’s an up ‘n coming superstar

Tennis shoes

Old guitar

Song writing since we began

(Riff)

I’m a pick-pocket punk drummer

rock ‘n’ roll

tail gunner

always the last kit in the van

(Riff)

A last minute stolen spliff

We open with

a hammer riff

Light dazzle black on the stand


Living on the road with the Rocket Hallelujahs

Playing with the Rocket Hallelujahs band

No matter what they reckoned

A better life it beckoned

With the Rocket Hellelujahs world dominance plan

Rocket Hallelujahs

Rocket Hallelujahs

(Riff)


You are a tight jeans, band shirt,

always there,

a fuckin flirt

You say that you’re our number one fan

(Riff)

It’s a thousand K everyday

But somehow

you find a way

to get backstage with the band

( Riff)

Every concert getting bigger

G string

finger trigger

The road ties our garage band tight

(Riff)

The rich kids and agents come

God know

where from

And they all wanna piece of our fight


Living on the road with the Rocket Hallelujahs

Playing with the Rocket Hallelujahs band

No matter what they reckoned

A better life it beckoned

With the Rocket Hellelujahs world dominance plan

Rocket Hallelujahs

Rocket Hallelujahs


We got rich, live the dream

the rock n roll

drug machine

And we got plenty of friends

(Riff)

But now we don’t look for free birds

No platitudes

Just real words

Fuck all matters in the end

(Riff)

You are a tight jeans, band shirt,

Still there,

a fuckin flirt

But now you ain’t our only one fan

It’s a long queue everyday

But somehow

you find a way

You’re still backstage with the band


Living on the road with the Rocket Hallelujahs

Playing with the Rocket Hallelujahs band

No matter what they reckoned

A better life it beckoned

With the Rocket Hellelujahs world dominance plan

Rocket Hallelujahs

Rocket Hallelujahs

Copyright: Rod de Lisle

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