Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jim Lea
Jimi Hendrix, Beatle John
Mercury and Moon are gone
Mr. Bolan, Brian Jones
What a shit you're dead and bones
A-you’re all in Dead Rock U.K., bye-bye
A-you’re all in Dead Rock U.K., bye-bye
Yeah
Dead Rock U.K
Dead Rock U.K
I see you got your picture in the hall of fame
But you better watch out while your playing that game, oh no, no-no-no
Fame, wealth, power and the love with the girls
Can reveal a joker in the deck of the world, oh no
(Dead Rock U.K.)
Now Beatle John, your life is gone
The gun that got a fate
Your lying eyes and canonised up
With the good and great
But I guess you hate
Now Jimi Hendrix, Beatle John
Mercury and Moon are gone, oh no
(Bye, bye, bye, bye)
Yeah, Mr. Bolan, Brian Jones
What a shit you're dead and bones, oh no
(Bye-bye, bye-bye)
Oh no, no, no
(Bye-bye, bye-bye)
Well I see you did a living and you’re having a ball
If you gotta play Peter then you gotta play Paul, oh no
(Dead Rock U.K.)
I see that your religion is living on the edge
There were times in your life you were better off dead, oh no
(Dead Rock U.K.)
Now Major Fred your engines dead
In death you were the mostest
Now penalised, idealised
Became the holy ghostest
With the mostest
Now Jimi Hendrix, Beatle John
Mercury and Moon are gone, oh no
(Bye-bye, bye-bye)
Yeah, son of Harry, goo-goo g’joob
How I like to talk to you, oh no
(Bye-bye, bye-bye)
Oh no, no, no
(Bye-bye, bye-bye)
You’re all in Dead Rock U.K., bye-bye
(Dead Rock U.K.)
You’re all in Dead Rock U.K., bye-bye
(Dead Rock U.K.)
Jimi came to Britain and he formed a band
And he made it and died in this promised land, bye-bye
(Bye-bye, bye-bye)
There must be something missing and the need to fly high
You need another fix just to help you get by, bye-bye
Yeah, but all you guys are in the skies
Too young and laid to rest
But in your lives you realise
The devils tuned to best
Will he stand the test?
Now goodbye Jimi, goodbye John
Bonzo Bonham dead and gone, oh no
(Bye-bye, bye-bye)
Yeah, Philip Lynott, Strumming Joe
Son of Harry, gone too young, bye-bye
(Bye-bye, bye-bye)
Oh, bye, bye, bye
(Bye-bye, bye-bye)
You’re all in Dead Rock U.K., bye-bye
Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye
You’re all in Dead Rock U.K., bye-bye
Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye
You’re all in a Dead Rock U.K., Dead Rock U.K
Yeah, bye-bye, yeah, bye-bye-bye
You play to God (Dead Rock), you play to God, (U.K.)
You’re all in a Dead Rock U.K., a Dead Rock U.K
Yeah (Dead Rock U.K.)
See you later guys