1.
Rock n' Roll! Alcohol! Party!
2. There's A Gremlin In The Band Van
3. What
We Did
4. The Rocker
5. That's Rock n' Roll
6. Young Man's Game
7.
Make It Big
8. You Used To Rock
9. The Walls Of Babylon Require Penetration
10.
We'll Keep On Rockin'
11. The Experience Without The Success
12. Rockin'
The After Hours
ROCK 'N ROLL ALCOLHOL PARTY One more
night
One more town
One more show
Here we go
Down the highway
In the van
Through the snow
Here we go She was warm
For my
form
So we went
To her dorm
Then we stayed
Up till four
We'll
get up tomorrow
And we'll do it some more Rock n' Roll! Alcohol! Party!
I know we gotta go but before we hit the road let's party! Party!
I know
we gotta go but before we hit the road let's party! Party! Rock n' Roll! Alcohol!
Party! THERE'S A GREMLIN IN THE BAND VAN There's a gremlin
In the band van
He enjoys it because it's home for him
He eats peanuts
from the floor
He reads a bit of the porn
He meets prowlers at the broken
door
He drinks PBR till morn'
He listens to the radio
He listens to
the recordings of our shows
He's folding our sleeping bags
He'll make
a bed of our clothes
And he's such a damn dirty smeller
But then so are
the band fellers
So we don't really mind
When we have to clean up his
slime
That green, gooey gremlin
In the rock n' roll van WHAT WE
DID We slept on a lot of floors
We knocked on a lot of doors
We
got the radio play
We made a certain segment pay
We played a lot college
bars near the university
We made a lot of spreadsheets
We spent a lot
of hours sending out a lot of mailers
We spent a lot of time making posters
We put up a lot of posters
We partied a lot with a lot of party people
We spent a lot of time backstage
We met a lot of backstage types
We got
in a few fights
The van broke down a few times
We drank a lot of beer
in the van
The band broke down a bit
We smoked a lot of dank
We met
a lot of girls
We played a lot of shows THE ROCKER I'm just
a normal boy, so my story's rarely told
I have spent my existence
With
the essentials provided for, essentially
Here I stand, with a bank account
I'm not happy about
And a personal life I don't understand, mmmm-mmmm
I became a celebrity of sorts at the age of 21
Fame is such a misunderstanding
But I felt good traveling and playing clubs
Sleeping on floors, drinkin' way
too much,
And smoking other peoples smoke
Thinking somehow it would get
me
The icing on the cake
Not just the essentials I'd been provided as
a boy Ti-Na-Na, Ti-Na-Na, I'm a rocker Musicians get a lot of glory,
But we're right there with the working man
Who fixes the light bulb and the
toilet
We run into strippers, people who carry guns,
On the run from
the law, transvestites,
And we're still sleepin' on the floor
Get so
lonely, sometimes these people make good company I can't remember a time when
I was not obsessed
By that fact that as I got older,
I might have lost
the best of me,
But that's a common feeling, I understand
When I was
16 I wished I was 15,
When I was 20 I felt old, too old,
But I guess
I may have lost the best,
Still I feel the same way Ti-Na-Na, Ti-Na-Na,
I'm a rocker I'm loading up the van,
My harmonicas are full of broken
reeds,
Each of those reeds I need
Feel like I've let them all down
By not being a success, like I promised I would be
Don't know what I can do
to make them happy
I want to create a little envy On the stage, there's
a rocker,
And you love him for a moment,
But you don't want to know
him
We all know people who have a band
You don't give them a hand until
they hit the big time
But the big time only lasts a short time
The rocker's
still holding all those dismissals in his head
Every girl that ever dumped
him
Every job that ever fired him
Every scorning word
He has so much
to prove
Got his emotions on his sleeve
His tribe is upset,
Because
he didn't make the right choices
He'll put it all on the line
Gamble and
place the big bet
And win it all
Oh, the rockers rarely get the glory
But they continue the fight
That's what life is about - the fight
The
rocker don't want to crawl up in his house and die
Afraid that trying to stay
young forever was a lie
No, the rocker's not ready to die
The dreamer
may get old
But the dream remains Ti-Na-Na, Ti-Na-Na, I'm a rocker
THAT'S ROCK N' ROLL Got bombed in Boise
Partied with the Basques
To all and sundry
We kicked some ass
The band got in a fight
Some
dude had a fine retort
I woke with a headache
Wishin' we had tour support
Went through the snow to McCall
Drove to Butte for some reason
Partied
tough with the Buttants
The trip to Missoula was treason
The band scattered
at soundcheck
The band rocked at downbeat
I woke up wishin' I had a new
Harmonica in my pants We rocked in Sun Valley
We drove up to the Alley
We felt good that we did it
In the name of Idaho Immortality
We played
Idaho Falls
We played with balls
Woke up in the laundry room of the hotel
With our wad of cash in my pants Met a girl in Spokane
I showed her the
van
Asked her if she'd like to be part of
The Friends Across America
Program
She said she was Mormon
But she'd give it a chance
I woke
up with a crumpled up number
On a napkin in my pants YOUNG MEN'S GAME
Rock n' roll is a young man's game
That's what I hear them say
But Britney Spears is 23
And I say she's over the hill
As far as it concerns
me
The Rolling Stones are old
But they still rock better than ever
Who cares if they're just a small spec
On a stage faraway
Or a digitized
image
On the diamond vision screen To all you rock n' rollers
If you
want gray hair to suit you well
You should play blues or maybe folk music
You could ride the rails
And play county fairs
And not really care
About such superficial affairs
But either way
When I see you, all old
and gray
Playin' your heart out
I don't care
That the folks in LA
Say it's a young man's game You used to tear it up
Stay up all night
And look for groupies after the show
Now you go home and watch some cable
TV
Fall asleep to the digital snow
Whatever happened to that rock n' roll
rebellion?
Where did it go?
We all know the Winston Churchill quote
But I prefer to think
That you don't need to get old
Cheers to Hugh Heffner
And others who have the passion
They don't need to be serious
They can
still try to get their kicks
I hope I can still do the splits when I'm 66
MAKE IT BIG So I've spent some time getting my kicks
Writing
songs on napkins and giving good tips
Frat parties, Irish bars, breweries,
festivals, balls
Theaters, arenas, weddings - played them all Rocked a
private party, rocked a wake
Sometimes it don't make sense, sometimes it elates
I wear my rock n' roll suit, they call out for more
But there's only one goal
to shoot for Make it big
Make it big YOU USED TO ROCK I
don't want to bust your bubble just because I'm down on my luck
But when your
band used to rock, the rock kinda sucked Just like Kiss doesn't mean what
it did when you were 12
And Bruce Kulick might be working at H&R block
Now that you're older you're too proud to admit
But tell me, friend, is he
worse off for it? I don't think so because inflated showbiz lives don't sell
in 2005
We know their old ladies are in real estate; those cunning wives
But wouldn't it be cool to be Mick Jagger?
Climb, climb, climb up the
ladder Like the ultimate tree house in the stars
Like the one you wished
for when you were a child No one can get close, because you always are leavin'
The van's been gassed up and the roadie is deceiving I hope my words don't
come as a horrible shock
Maybe you should continue to believe that you used
to rock THE WALLS OF BABYLON REQUIRE PENETRATION She said, "If
you got famous, you would think you were the shit"
I said, "I already do
and I've only got a regional hit" The walls of Babylon require penetration
She says, "Rock n' roll romanticism is a dangerous first love, son"
I
said, "I've written thousands of pages of words and I'm determined for some one
to hear them" The walls of Babylon require penetration She said you need
to trash hotels
She says she hopes that hope sells
Sometimes your life's
a mess
Sometimes you get depressed But it's usually OK when you show up
at the right address The promise land walls are open invitations
All of
us, here, believe in pre-destination
The walls of Babylon require penetration
Done in the name of rock n' roll salvation WE'LL KEEP ON ROCKIN'
We've had a good run,
So thank you everyone
Critics keep talking,
We'll keep on rocking We've had a good run,
And I thank testosterone
Somehow I feel like a bum,
But I'm not the only one I don't feel like
I'm done
What's a 21st century man to do? Tell me the truth We'll keep
on rockin'
Critics keep talkin'
We'll keep on rockin'
Critics keep
talkin' THE EXPERIENCE WITHOUT THE SUCCESS I saw an interview with
a pop star
She was no shrinking violet
She talked about the writing process
She talked about starting a riot And how to make each line count
She had been seated across from the A&R man
He had said, "You need to write
more evocative words"
He said he didn't care that the bar crowd enjoyed them
He said, "Do you make them melt in Seattle?"
She said, "I bought a house
with my royalties"
He said, "You think you don't need to improve?"
She
said, "I want to be like Springsteen, I want to live the dream" He said, "You
can't be like James Brown,
Van Morrison and Bob Dylan rolled into one"
She said, "I'm just defending their position
I'm just carrying on the tradition"
He said, "Fine, toil away in obscurity -
Your undiscovered talent is
fine by me"
He said, "Go to any jazz club and learn about that experience"
She said, "I'm fine with the music, I don't enjoy the circus" She said,
"It would be fine to simply have
The experience without all the success"
ROCKIN' THE AFTER HOURS Now up comes the sun
And we're still
having fun Rockin' the after hours We're tired from the rum
In the
morning we'll be hung Rockin' the after hours We can't stop with all this
fun
We're gonna chase down the sun Rockin' the after hours If we stopped
rockin' for you
What else would we do? I said 1, 2 Rockin' the after hours
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