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The God of Rock 'n' Roll!
by Terry L Lattimer

Thursday, April 26, 2007
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
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After decades of listening to others' music I have written the classic lyrics to a low down dirty hard rock blues song that can be sung to any favorite blues riff.
These lyrics represent the universal feelings and emotions of the average guy (or girl) experiencing the challenges of daily life.

"The God of Rock 'n' Roll!"

Nothing is easy; if you think it’s so you’d better check again.
Goals can be mined with obstacles named "friend”.
Avoid shiny objects; they're distractions well-planned,
to keep your mind off the evil at hand.

You do the right thing and try hard to maintain.
Juggle responsibilities in a world gone insane.
Sometimes it makes you just want to give-in,
but you won’t, ‘cause you know, you can’t let ’em win.

Daily injustices make your blood boil;
but what’s a guy to do after a hard days’ toil?
You can’t take on everyone, so reserve the power,
choose your battles wisely; more Damage Per Hour.

In my home, I’m the God of Rock ‘n’ Roll,
out in the world I’m viewed as a troll,
it isn’t age that’s exacted its toll,
but the ravaged heart of a tortured soul.

Try to succeed in your profession of choice;
only to join others with no face, no voice.
The pay’s chump-change, how’re you going to get ahead?
Sound depressing?  ‘Nuff said.

If you succeed; the pay and career are fine!
You only have to sell your soul and your mind.
After a few days off you begin to remember who you really were,
before success turned you into that strange person in the mirror.

Love is tough, don’t believe otherwise.
The toughest man alive is just “one of the guys”.
You’ve been to hell and back due to that chemical you’re so fond of,
that beautiful killer, personal revealer, insane heartbreaker; Love.

In my home, I’m the God of Rock ‘n’ Roll,
out in the world I’m viewed as a troll,
it isn’t age that’s exacted its toll,
but the ravaged heart of a tortured soul.

No matter what the lows, life’s highs will abound,
savor those moments, stake claim to that ground,
those memories are proof that you lived and had some fun,
this is all we can take with us when we’re finally done.

© 2006  TLL  All Rights Reserved.



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Reviewed by Tony Jenkins 1/21/2009
A nice take on a world gone mad.

Reviewed by Lois Christensen 6/7/2008
Rock n Roll, my grandson Matt, age 23 has his own rock band. He has gotton into some minor trouble, but he is lucky. He learned his lesson he says. He bangs on the drums, actually it sounds pretty good to me, in his mother's basement of her townhouse. I said don't the neighbors complain , she said No, not at all. He always give me a great big hug when i come to visit. Matti s my adorable grandson. I support him wholely in where ever he goes. May it be far in his lifestyle. Loved this write, made me think of his band. Called illumatiion. Just one word.
Reviewed by Sandi Schraut 3/31/2008
In a word, amazing! this is truth unfettered by political correctness, (who the hell decided we had to be politically correct anyway!) Loved this! Sandi
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 4/26/2007
Wow, straight out of your soul this is! True though, should never allow yourself to be fooled, in all endeavors enter with your eyes wide open and your mind working overtime. Very interesting write, enjoyed.

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