Rock'n'Roll Code Songtext
von John Wesley Harding

You got a lotta love from the crowd tonight
Now you get to hang with your best friends
One of them burned you some new CDs
And one of them has a new boyfriend
Everybody lives on the far side of town
But give them a lift if you′re able
You'll be together for breakfast again
Same hangover, different tables
Starbucks and half of a bagel

You′re doing alright
And you might explode
But you might break, might break, might break
The Rock'n'Roll code

You′re talking in tongues at the top of your lungs
A private and beautiful language
I seen you drinking your rock′n'roll tea
And eating your rock′n'roll sandwich


You don′t play with drugs unless they're prescribed
By a quotable family physician
All of the things that you can live without
Are notable by their omission
Let other folks make the decisions

You′re doing alright
On overload
And you might break, might break, might break
The Rock'n'Roll Code

Open up the gates because we′re sailing to town
Just like the Spanish Armada
Here comes the Holiday, Hampton or Quality
Best Western, Comfort, Ramada

I got the tea bag, got the hot water
Baby, if you got the honey
We′ll coat our throats, go onstage, emote
And outlast The Duracell Bunny
Every day's shiny and sunny

We′re doing alright
We might explode
And we might break, might break, might break
The Rock'n′Roll Code