Song | Rock 'N Roll War |
Artist | Steppenwolf |
Album | Rise & Shine |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Kay, Ritchotte, Wilk | |
Words and music by | |
John Kay, | |
Michael Wilk and | |
Rocket Ritchotte | |
He was barely a man that morning when he got on that plane | |
In his pocket some music and pictures of home | |
A few days later he's lying in the jungle, beneath the pouring rain | |
Listening to songs of freedom, feeling scared and alone | |
Can anybody tell me why | |
I'm here, where's the rhyme where's the reason | |
It's all so crazy, it's madness over here, just who are we fighting for | |
The guys back home, they're feelin' no pain, yeah, they're living and lovin' | |
While we are flyin', dancin' and dyin' in this rock 'n roll war. | |
Everything looked the same that morning, when he came home again | |
In his baggage some medals and memories of war | |
But he was different, changed forever and out of touch with time | |
Walking the streets of home, he felt lost and alone | |
Can anybody tell me where | |
I am, I feel like a stranger | |
Some call me hero, some have called me names, some don't call anymore | |
I made it home, but | |
I'm still in pain, | |
I'm not livin' or lovin' | |
For I'm still flyin', fightin' and dyin' in that | |
Rock n' Roll war | |
Tell everybody | |
I feelin' better, | |
It's been slow but | |
I'm healing | |
Through mother earth and father time, | |
I don't hurt like before | |
I love a good woman, we have a son, he's our joy, our salvation | |
May he never fly in, fight in or die in some rock 'n roll war | |
Tell everybody | |
I'm doin' all right, yes, | |
I'm livin' and lovin' | |
For I'm done flyin', livin' and dyin' in that rock n' roll war. © 1989 | |
Black Leather | |
Music., (BMI), | |
Michael John | |
Music, (BMI), | |
Attlebrat, (BMI) |
zuo ci : Kay, Ritchotte, Wilk | |
Words and music by | |
John Kay, | |
Michael Wilk and | |
Rocket Ritchotte | |
He was barely a man that morning when he got on that plane | |
In his pocket some music and pictures of home | |
A few days later he' s lying in the jungle, beneath the pouring rain | |
Listening to songs of freedom, feeling scared and alone | |
Can anybody tell me why | |
I' m here, where' s the rhyme where' s the reason | |
It' s all so crazy, it' s madness over here, just who are we fighting for | |
The guys back home, they' re feelin' no pain, yeah, they' re living and lovin' | |
While we are flyin', dancin' and dyin' in this rock ' n roll war. | |
Everything looked the same that morning, when he came home again | |
In his baggage some medals and memories of war | |
But he was different, changed forever and out of touch with time | |
Walking the streets of home, he felt lost and alone | |
Can anybody tell me where | |
I am, I feel like a stranger | |
Some call me hero, some have called me names, some don' t call anymore | |
I made it home, but | |
I' m still in pain, | |
I' m not livin' or lovin' | |
For I' m still flyin', fightin' and dyin' in that | |
Rock n' Roll war | |
Tell everybody | |
I feelin' better, | |
It' s been slow but | |
I' m healing | |
Through mother earth and father time, | |
I don' t hurt like before | |
I love a good woman, we have a son, he' s our joy, our salvation | |
May he never fly in, fight in or die in some rock ' n roll war | |
Tell everybody | |
I' m doin' all right, yes, | |
I' m livin' and lovin' | |
For I' m done flyin', livin' and dyin' in that rock n' roll war. 1989 | |
Black Leather | |
Music., BMI, | |
Michael John | |
Music, BMI, | |
Attlebrat, BMI |
zuò cí : Kay, Ritchotte, Wilk | |
Words and music by | |
John Kay, | |
Michael Wilk and | |
Rocket Ritchotte | |
He was barely a man that morning when he got on that plane | |
In his pocket some music and pictures of home | |
A few days later he' s lying in the jungle, beneath the pouring rain | |
Listening to songs of freedom, feeling scared and alone | |
Can anybody tell me why | |
I' m here, where' s the rhyme where' s the reason | |
It' s all so crazy, it' s madness over here, just who are we fighting for | |
The guys back home, they' re feelin' no pain, yeah, they' re living and lovin' | |
While we are flyin', dancin' and dyin' in this rock ' n roll war. | |
Everything looked the same that morning, when he came home again | |
In his baggage some medals and memories of war | |
But he was different, changed forever and out of touch with time | |
Walking the streets of home, he felt lost and alone | |
Can anybody tell me where | |
I am, I feel like a stranger | |
Some call me hero, some have called me names, some don' t call anymore | |
I made it home, but | |
I' m still in pain, | |
I' m not livin' or lovin' | |
For I' m still flyin', fightin' and dyin' in that | |
Rock n' Roll war | |
Tell everybody | |
I feelin' better, | |
It' s been slow but | |
I' m healing | |
Through mother earth and father time, | |
I don' t hurt like before | |
I love a good woman, we have a son, he' s our joy, our salvation | |
May he never fly in, fight in or die in some rock ' n roll war | |
Tell everybody | |
I' m doin' all right, yes, | |
I' m livin' and lovin' | |
For I' m done flyin', livin' and dyin' in that rock n' roll war. 1989 | |
Black Leather | |
Music., BMI, | |
Michael John | |
Music, BMI, | |
Attlebrat, BMI |