Gonna Rock

There's no time for the mawkish sentimental eyes. There's no martyrs death may toll. Take what the kids scream from monolithic Mountainsides, claiming heaven's got no soul. How are we to know where the lovers go? Should we play cards at truth or dare? You look heavenly low, hair in your Cheerios. The only thing we both share. And it's all I can say for the way We're put together now. I wanna, yeah, I wanna. And It's all I can take not to say we've Got this love thing down. We gonna, Yeah, we gonna. All the filth of this city's got me polarized. Facing quadraphonic slime. Time and space part like seas in anamorphic skies. Picking jewelry from the mines. What are we to do? Love in paper view. There's just cheaters in this game. So ready in love, blindfolds and parking lots. Darning nights that all end up the same. And it's all I can say for the way We're put together now. I wanna, yeah, I wanna. And it's all I can take not to say We've got this love thing down. We gonna, yeah, we gonna.