Play some rock

Longing for the schoolyard Reaching for the scenes Reminded by the songs that will never disappear Random like the infants Outdated like the old Lying there in aimlessness listening to the cure Doing some rehearsal Exercising in the cold Lowering the standarts For the six-string never rolled whistling at the girls And saving for the fuel Making plans and knock knock knock on wood Play some rock Play some rock Please don