So what if a-wop-bop-a loo-bam boom didn't rhyme Billy Haley and the Comets drove me to the prom in time A Little Richard goes a long long way More than twenty long years to this day Rock of ages roll away rock away roll away We were dancin' in the streets and shapin' our lives in school When we were simply thirteen, God saved the queen in Liverpool A mop top mersey goes a long long way More than ten long years to this day Rock of ages roll away rock away roll away Three plays for a quarter is ancient history now But the Stones roll away and rock that juke box till Satisfaction goes a long long way Much more than five long years to this day Rock of ages roll away rock away roll away A Little Richard goes a long long way More than twenty long years to this day Rock of ages roll away rock away roll away

We see the heavens open Paving the way for the third seal Carrying a scale with the weight of the world in one hand I hear the beast scream Hear the beast scream You feel your life barring the weight of consequence A scale has now become your demise Famine Your cursed by famine Starvation increases fallen morality Death increases all are seeing Help us now as mouths are screaming Fear has come in place of conduct We are now on our own System hit by a storm of judgment The cost is high for you to formulate Rebellion measures the price of pain Callous in every one of your ways Straight to your brain one shot as you swallow the pill Never look back, let it ride as you chase the thrill You only wish that it wasn't the case Screaming save me now as you fall on your face Death increases all are seeing Help us now as mouths are screaming Fear has come in place of conduct We are now on our own Death increases all are seeing Help us now as mouths are screaming Fear has come in place of conduct We are now on our own We see the heavens open Paving the way for the third seal I hear the beast scream Hear the beast scream

God of ages Bringing glory here You are good, You are good Son of righteousness You are all I see With all my heart Giver of life Hope for the lost is in You All of the earth Shines with Your light Your glory You are the God who lives You are the God who heals You are my hope, my everything In Your promise And Your faithfulness I will trust all my days King forever Great in majesty Be glorified Giver of life Hope for the lost is in You All of the earth Shines with Your light Your glory You are the God who lives You are the God who heals You are my hope, my everything You brought salvation to us Offered your peace to the world You are my Lord, my everything I'll trust in You I'll trust in You I'll trust in You With all my heart I'll trust in You I'll trust in You I'll trust in You With all my heart You are the God who lives You are the God who heals You are my hope, my everything You brought salvation to us Offered your peace to the world You are my Lord, my everything You are the God who lives You are the God who heals You are my hope, my everything You brought salvation to us Offered your peace to the world You are my Lord, my everything

Bring me home to this house of many days Just lay me on the floor, hard and cool as slate You know I love it more and more than before I ran away It triggers off so many hurts, hurtful words and broken plates I lied to Now I'm fuzzy I've been lied to All in all the world is small enough for both of us To meet upon the interstate, waiting on a train And just when those big arms lift up Fall in love with no time to say it I've been lied to Now I'm fuzzy I would have liked to Now I'm fuzzy, fuzzy now Here we are in our car, driving down the street We're looking for a place to stop, have a bite to eat We hunger for a bit of faith to replace the fear We water like a dead bouquet, does no good Does it, dear? I lied to I'm fuzzy We've been lied to Now I'm fuzzy, fuzzy now Lied to, ooh

Devastation at last finally we meet After all of these years out here on the street I had a feeling you would make yourself known You came along just to claim your place on the throne Now I have been overthrown Overthrown And I thought if I towed the right lines But these mockingbirds won't let me shine Devastation my door was left open wide You brought me into your heart then you swallowed my pride I had a feeling you were hiding your thoughts I made a note to myself I nearly forgot Now I am overwrought I'm overwrought And I thought if I towed the right lines But these mockingbirds won't let me shine And I thought if I towed the right lines But these mockingbirds won't let me shine One day this ground will break And open up for me I hope it will, I hope it will Salutations at last down on my knees I heard the bugle this morn blast reveille Woke from a dream where I was in a terrible realm All my sails were ablaze I was chained to the helm And now I am overwhelmed I'm overwhelmed And I thought if I towed the right lines But these mockingbirds won't let me shine And I thought if I towed the right lines But these mockingbirds won't let me shine And I thought if I towed the right lines (Devastation at last) But these mockingbirds won't let me shine And I thought if I towed the right lines (Devastation at last) But these mockingbirds won't let me shine And I thought if I towed the right lines (Devastation at last) But these mockingbirds won't let me shine And I thought if I towed the right lines (Devastation at last) But these mockingbirds won't let me shine

This one thing I tell you friend I don't believe in supermen Who fly thru the clouds above the rest I don't believe in the best And I never wanted to fight with you It's just the last thing that I wanna do But you're so afraid to look at love Gotta let it all go this cut-above stuff 'Cause this is the hook that drags you This is the hook in the crook of your neck It's the hook that snags you This is the hook And this one thing I tell you friend All of our trials gonna come to an end And you and I, we're gonna fall Like we never have stood on this little earth at all 'Cause this is the hook that drags you This is the hook in the crook of your neck It's the hook that snags you This is the hook in the crook of your neck It's hook that drags you This is the hook

You just have to be crazy, don't you You just have to be out of your mind You just have to be crazy, don't you You just have to be True or not True or not You just have to be touched, don't you You just have to be tapped on the head You just have to be crazy, don't you You just have to be True or not True or not True or not You just have You just have to be starry, baby You just have to be chocolate cake You just have to be starry, baby You just have to be chocolate cake True or not True or not True or not You just have True or not True or not

Oh Jambalaya Oh Jambalaya It was muggy July around supper time When I pulled into New Orleans I got dropped off at South Rampart Street I was hungry for a plate of greens I made my way down the banquette Where I could see an open door And overhead a sign made of painted pine read The Dixie Drug Store Peppers and roots were hanging from the rafters above There were oils and sprays all on display For money, luck and for love I reached down to pick one up When a dark hand grabbed my arm And before I could see just who it was She said "You don't want that charm" Oh Jambalaya "The last man to walk that thing out of here Just up and disappeared Found his wallet and his wingtip shoes Near a tombstone down in Algiers What you need, my travelling friend Is a place to wash your jeans And I wouldn't be the least surprised If you were hungry for a plate of greens" She beckoned me on up the stairs For she'd done made up her mind Said "Take off your hat and kick off your boots And leave your pride behind" Oh Jambalaya She took me down to a secret place In the bayou of her blankets She offered to share her bourbon I thanked her then I drank it Thru a small crack in the ceiling Burst the Louisiana moon It shone down on our bodies And we began to croon Like a couple of coyotes We were howling thru the night And I swear they were a beatin' those Congo drums outside Oh Jambalaya We laughed until the mornin' By then my pants had dried I picked up my hat and pulled on my boots And I gathered up my pride I figured she had done stepped out I didn't see her anywhere And I set out to find her I headed on downstairs Got down to the bottom I couldn't believe my eyes Gone were all the bottles And the remedy supplies Oh Jambalaya I shouted out for Marie I darted out the door An old man on the wooden porch said "What you in there for? Son, you got no business The hoodoo store's been closed Long as I remember A century I suppose" "But Mister, I just spent the night With a young gal named Laveau" He said "The Widow Paris Done had a little laugh on you" I said "You mean to tell me That was the voodooin'?" He nodded yes, "None other The Queen of New Orleans" Oh Jambalaya Oh Jambalaya Oh Jambalaya Oh Jambalaya Oh Jambalaya Oh Jambalaya

Are we still on the phone With the lady Anna Clarke and her trumpet solo Whose ghost sings for pay In the blue billiard room of the Monterey For room and for board And the backdoor key is a 19th century Civil War sword Once owned by John Booth Who misplaced his script when he caught his leather boot This could be the shining hour Based on all those mad beliefs In the money oil and angel powder In the new age magazine There's a hole in the wall Behind the photograph of Al Capone he's a sittin' down at city hall The police they peek thru here And they watch you get dressed in the two-way mirror But it's all in good spirits And if you close your eyes ya can't help help but to hear 'em move This could be the shining hour Based on all those mad beliefs In the money oil and angel powder In the new age magazine I propose a toast To the memory of the horse who carried King Tut and his gold Into the sun He collapsed last summer from the heat stroke somewhere in the East Village oh It kills me to think That I'm no longer living just looking for excuses to drink So lift up your glass And you Ouija board 'cause I'm fading fading fading fast This could be the shining hour Based on all those mad beliefs In the money oil and angel powder In the new age magazine.