The Last Rock and Roll Star

Put me in a roadcase

Lock the handles tight

Roll me on an airplane

Fly me through the night

I answer every call

To play the concert hall

I'll survive the pressure

Straightens out my spine

Riding with my guitar

Rocking all the time

In Hong Kong or L.A.

I need it every day

Thank God I finally

Got out of high school

No more wasting my time

Paid my dues. Now look at me

I'm the last rock and roll star

Run me through the red light

Get me to the show

Step into the spotlight

Deal our first crushing blow

In Paris or Bombay

We'll take your pain away

Thank God I finally

Got out of high school

No more wasting my time

Paid my dues. Now look at me

I'm the last rock and roll star