Rocka Rolla
Where would you be without music? You would be nowhere at all. We wouldn't be here doing this now, if you weren't having a ball. One for the road, sharing our load. Show us the way! Can you imagine the silence, not even the pink or white noise? Well, thankfully we've got the license to have us some fun with the boys. One for the road, sharing our load. Show us the way! The melody line's fascinating, the rhythm is something divine. It sends our adrenaline racing to see you all moving so fine. One for the road, sharing our load. Show us the way!
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025
Got no symbol in my pocket Got no pillow for my head And thought winter,it gets stronger Got to ease my achin' head In the morning' when I wake up Got this feelin' deep inside And I wonder if I'm dyin' Of I'll go out of my mind I've this helpless awful feelin' When I stumble thought the crowd It still sends my senses reelin' Knowing winter comes too proud Now winter in face from my face My heart will no longer race Since mind got from the sky Mostly pulls eyes from me eyes Warm breezes back to my soul Did it show that I grows
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 06, 2026
What have you achieved, now you're old? Did you fulfill ambition, do as you were told? Or are you still doing the same this year? Should I give sorrow or turn 'round and sneer? I know that the prospects weren't all that good. But they improved and I'd have thought that you could. Have strived for that something we all have deep inside. Not let it vanish along with your pride. Now with the aid of your new walking stick you hobble along through society thick, and look mesmerized by the face of it all. You keep to the gutter, in case you fall. I can't go on...
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025
Came in this morning high on a bird's wing. Wide open minded but still quite aware. Followed the sunrise right through from dawning. Picking out landmarks that said I was there. Lead to positions by stern faced leaders. Who never let one smile depart from their face. Then with an arm raised the slaughter is started. One or two crack up and start to cry. A selfishness breeds in this cesspool of sorrow. Every few moments I see a friend die. Synchronized watches flash in the sunlight. As into the battle we are all led. Killer, killer, you keep your thoughts at bay. Maiming and destroying every single day. Is this the way that you get your fun slaying. Waylaying in the heat of the midday sun. Get out, get out, go and do your job. Rape and pillage, squander all and rob. You make me sick, getting paid for murder. But you wouldn't lay a finger on your mother No, you'll never ever dream to hurt her. Hero, hero, you have done so well. So sit back and lick your wounds, because you won't go to Hell. Take your medal, wear it now with pride. Consolation for the pain and sin you feel inside.
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025
This track is instrumental.