You're a rock Star Get the show on Get paid And all that glitters is gold Only shooting stars break the mold It's a cool place And they say it gets colder You're bundled up now Wait 'til you get older But the media men
RYAN JONES, Staff Writer
Oh you came to the grave and the dead in the rain Get a man with a gun Ask me how do I feel Ask me now that we're cozy and clinging Well sir all I can say is if I were a bell Ringing And if I were a watch I'd start busting my spring And if I were a bell I'd go ...