History of Rock 'n' Roll Part 1

Showered with offers at twenty one

By the age of twenty-two she is nearly long gone

They keep calling her the heir to the rock and roll crown

Man it weighed so heavy it was dragging her down

Wants it ‘til she’s got it then tries to run away

A hunger so deep it can never go away

No way to fill it, to turn down the dial below the limit

If she could only stop from crying

She says I love him, he’s the kind to be clever with

I’m ready, maybe soon make it better

She’s wanted him for so long she’s forgotten how it goes

This is the history of rock and roll

All fogged up can’t even see to drive

A ’44 magnum on the passenger side

Pops a tablet for the cramping but it just won’t fade

She starts hearing things he used to say;

To love you is to surrender, it’s the need to lose

To want to step inside a kind of raging feud

Between the sea and the sky, my head and my heart

And choosing which of them is tearing me apart

He says I want her, want her so much I can taste her

When I’m sleepi she’s the scale of the ether

How much is it worth if it is free I just don’t know

This is the history of rock and roll

Haunted by images, the planet’s turning

The sun going down on Mississippi burning

Only darkness has the power to make her open up her heart

And play it to the world as though they were only tears

For crying

We want the future

Maybe soon maybe never

When we’re ready…but we act like we hate it

How much is it worth if it is free we’ll never know

This is the history of rock and roll