CHORUS: I just wanna rock you, wanna rock you I just wanna rock you girl, down, down, down Wanna rock you, wanna rock you Wanna rock you down Tired of
Preklad: Triumf. Rock You Down.
religion and its uselessness Your propaganda is more wickeder than luciphers Islamic scientists predicted the computer chips I spit a rap at you to rock you like Medusa's lips You
spread You may be watching every move we make You even convince yourself that you're clever But I'm looking back right into your eyes, so Don't you ever
In the fantasy sequence "Growltiger's Last Stand," Gus relives one such triumph, playing the pirate Growltiger. In this sequence,
die He was too old to rock 'n' roll And he was too young to die No, you're never too old to rock 'n' roll If you're too young to die [Incomprehensible
pretty baby forget all you fears Rock to the music ringin' in my ears Well I'm a see-saw lover and I think you know If you don't want to make it then
and triumph contemplating putting sprees on the tires dominating this beat with my rhyming as if you need a reminder I spit that drug dealer shit you
s not for you to do as I do rather do as I say These footsteps could lead you astray, Lead you to the cell or lead you to a grave Either way you may never
And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he was too young to die. No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die.
