Goldblade
Jukebox Generation
I was listening to the radioAnother false prophet manifestoFrom the summer of love to the season of hateThe past is set in stone but the future is up for grabs!Every generation has got to deal with the bluesThe jukebox played dead men's tunesTheir souls come alive and fill the roomThe boys a primadonna, a rock 'n' roll star!The past is set in stone but the future is up for grabs!You live and die and you're bought and soldI hope I live before I get oldFeeling nostalgia for an age yet to come...I still can't get no satisfaction!
From Letras Mania