GREASEBALL & ELECTRA: One Rock 'n' Roll too many, One night's sleep too few. Too much ringing that bell Takes its toll out of you.
GREASEBALL: The sound's too loud.
ELECTRA: The light's too bright.
GREASEBALL: My chains are too heavy And my pants are too tight.
GREASEBALL & ELECTRA: One Rock 'n' Roll too many, Takes its toll... out of you. One Rock 'n' Roll too many, I can't take no more.
GREASEBALL: Whaddya say?
ELECTRA: I can't hear nothing.
GREASEBALL: Whaddya say?
ELECTRA: I can't hear nothing.
GREASEBALL: I can't hear nothing.
ELECTRA: Whaddya say?
GREASEBALL & ELECTRA: I said one Rock 'n' Roll too many Takes its toll... And the soul... Out of you!
Compositores: Andrew Lloyd-webber (Cranston) (PRS), Richard Henry Zachary Simpson Stilgoe (PRS)Editor: Really Useful Group Ltd The (PRS)Publicado em 2012 (13/Jun)ECAD verificado obra #16677918 e fonograma #37833277 em 04/Abr/2024