© 2011 David Moody
He sets impossible goals that he never reaches
We incorrigible souls – you can try to teach us
But we won’t listen to a single word
Until you belt it out
Like this song I heard yesterday
I heard the bass and drums and they were really thumpin’
Then a loud guitar – it just did something
I can’t explain, but it was cool
I must be some kind of a Rock ‘n Roll fool
Baby, I know I’m just some kind of tool
But when it’s all over and done
I know we had some fun
And it will shine in my memory
Just like the sun
Shines down on a precious jewel
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