Poem

I got it last day

Filled with empty freedom speeches

It just slipped away

I get back to you, I said

And glanced on that white trash

So empty, unpredictable

It's beautiful as it is

I got only

One chance to make it up here

One chance to make you hear

One chance to make some rock 'n' roll

Before my mind gets old

Simple draws can make love

It can make war

Write your life on a piece of paper

And sudden there's a poem

Find your devil an make him wear hats

And don't take no for a no

Find your love in what you understand

Nothing that sounds good

I got only

One chance to make it up here

One chance to make you hear

One chance to make some rock 'n' roll

Before my mind gets old

Never again

Will I throw you out

Never again

Will I throw you out

I got only

One chance to make it up here

One chance to make you hear

One chance to make some rock 'n' roll

Before my mind gets...

I got only

One chance to make it up here

One chance to make you hear

One chance to make some rock 'n' roll

Before my heart gets old