I’m staring at a white wall Thinking about I could’ve had it all Stacked my money get a little tall But I got bit by Rock n Roll Come here boy, come and take a shot Be slick though, don’t get caught That was all that it took for me Thinking back, I was only seventeen I’m staring at black wall Thinking about how I used to have it all Sitting pretty not a care at all And I owe it all to Rock n Roll Take your blood put it on the line Your name in lights by the end of the night These were words that were said to me Thinking back, I was only twenty-three I’m staring at a white wall Thinking about I could’ve had it all Stacked my money get a little tall But I got bit by Rock n Roll Relax boy, come and take a shot Be slick though, don’t get caught That was all that it took for me Thinking back, I was only seventeen
An earthy yet somewhat chilly record about life, death, and reconnection, the latest from LOMA experiments with a turn towards the gloomy. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024