The Letter Black Rock S Not Dead Lyrics
Rock's Not Dead by The Letter Black
Rock's not dead
You know rock's not dead
No
Woah, you're so popular, you're the next thing
They're going to love you, set the countdown to 15
They're gonna fix you up, polish everything
They'll put the words in your mouth and tell you what to sing
Make 'em dance baby, make 'em lose control
All the fame in the world won't ever make you whole
You're just the latest trend, climbing up the charts
Keep singing to their feet while I speak to their hearts
To all the kids in the black t-shirts
In the middle of the pit, living 'til it hurts
It's time to raise those fists and bang your head
Rock's not dead
To the back of the class, tattoo, nose ring
To all the freaks who wouldn't change a thing
Stand up now, let me hear you scream
Rock's not dead
Here come the paparazzi, here come the headlines
Your 15 minutes have you begging for a rewind
They're gonna tame you, then try to blame you
They'll change your style, change your name but it's the same you
Make 'em dance baby, make 'em lose control
All the fame in the world won't ever make you whole
You're just the latest trend, climbing up the charts
Keep singing to their feet while I speak to their hearts
To all the kids in the black t-shirts
In the middle of the pit, living 'til it hurts
It's time to raise those fists and bang your head
Rock's not dead
To the back of the class, tattoo, nose ring
To all the freaks who wouldn't change a thing
Stand up now, let me hear you scream
Rock's not dead
To all the kids in the black t-shirts
In the middle of the pit, living 'til it hurts
It's time to raise those fists and bang your head
Rock's not dead
To the back of the class, tattoo, nose ring
To all the freaks who wouldn't change a thing
Stand up now, let me hear you scream
Rock's not dead
Rock's not dead
Rock's not dead
Rock's not dead
Rock's not dead
You know rock's not dead
No
Woah, you're so popular, you're the next thing
They're going to love you, set the countdown to 15
They're gonna fix you up, polish everything
They'll put the words in your mouth and tell you what to sing
Make 'em dance baby, make 'em lose control
All the fame in the world won't ever make you whole
You're just the latest trend, climbing up the charts
Keep singing to their feet while I speak to their hearts
To all the kids in the black t-shirts
In the middle of the pit, living 'til it hurts
It's time to raise those fists and bang your head
Rock's not dead
To the back of the class, tattoo, nose ring
To all the freaks who wouldn't change a thing
Stand up now, let me hear you scream
Rock's not dead
Here come the paparazzi, here come the headlines
Your 15 minutes have you begging for a rewind
They're gonna tame you, then try to blame you
They'll change your style, change your name but it's the same you
Make 'em dance baby, make 'em lose control
All the fame in the world won't ever make you whole
You're just the latest trend, climbing up the charts
Keep singing to their feet while I speak to their hearts
To all the kids in the black t-shirts
In the middle of the pit, living 'til it hurts
It's time to raise those fists and bang your head
Rock's not dead
To the back of the class, tattoo, nose ring
To all the freaks who wouldn't change a thing
Stand up now, let me hear you scream
Rock's not dead
To all the kids in the black t-shirts
In the middle of the pit, living 'til it hurts
It's time to raise those fists and bang your head
Rock's not dead
To the back of the class, tattoo, nose ring
To all the freaks who wouldn't change a thing
Stand up now, let me hear you scream
Rock's not dead
Rock's not dead
Rock's not dead
Rock's not dead
Rock's not dead