| Everybody seems to follow,
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| Some people just choose to swallow,
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| Soulless sh*t on the radio,
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| Where is the Blues an' R&B baby,
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| I can’t find it on MTV,
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| You gotta dig deep in the dirt to find some rhythm.
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| So tell me how tell me how can I make it like a shooting star,
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| I’ll be rockin' an' rockin' an' rollin' with my electric guitar,
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| So tell me how tell me how can I make it like a shooting star,
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| I’ll be rockin' an' rockin' an' rollin' with my electric guitar.
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| These are bad days of insanity,
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| But this wasn’t meant to be,
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| Cos being hip n' cool is part of the message,
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| Mr. slick sh*t mastermind,
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| He’s not a friend of mine,
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| Mr. record company man is like a leader of the Ku Klux Klan.
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| So tell me how tell me how can I make it like a shooting star,
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| I’ll be rockin' an' rockin' an' rollin' with my electric guitar,
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| So tell me how tell me how can I make it like a shooting star,
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| I’ll be rockin' an' rockin' an' rollin' with my electric guitar.
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| Mr. slick sh*t mastermind,
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| He’s not a friend of mine,
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| Mr. record company man is like a leader of the Ku Klux Klan.
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| So tell me how tell me how can I make it like a shooting star,
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| I’ll be rockin' an' rockin' an' rollin' with my electric guitar,
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| So tell me how tell me how can I make it like a shooting star,
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| I’ll be rockin' an' rockin' an' rollin' with my electric guitar.
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| So tell me how tell me how can I make it make it make it like you,
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| I’ll be rockin' an' rockin' an' rollin' with my electric guitar. |