Mr. Rock 'n' Roll

I won't breathe and I won't snarl and I won't even come

I'll be like a statue, I'll be curious and numb

Sounds that grow on top of you will leave you standing hard

Like a damaged piece of wood or like a tub of lard

Mr. Rock 'N' Roll, are you receiving me?

Please

I won't interact with you or mess you up at all

I won't stand and I won't crawl and I won't even fall

Silence is a radio that you can call your own

Be massaged by people who collect outside your phone

Mr. Rock 'N' Roll, are you receiving me?

Please

We used to dance to you, boy

I used to dance to you, boy

And your humming

I won't dream and I won't blink and I won't even hear

There'll be a religious voice and no one will be there

Eyes that shine and globes that smart and you'll be feeling fine

Up on the horizon where the eagles' talons shine

Mr. Rock 'N' Roll, are you receiving me?

Please