Roland

Hey, hey everybody, hold on this year. Hey, hey everybody, hold on this square. You're filling every soul with the school experience. He lives in a secret grip from the earth, because he's home for all his worth.

A long lightning staircase leads to his room, with hundreds of eagles and wolves in the cloud. Hey, hey everybody, all I need is here. Hey, hey everybody, all I need is no square. You feel every soul with this gorgeous fear Tired by the coffin with the candor lips Dracula with a creeper and crack inside six

Listen to records of rock and roll And watch while he goes, the chosen to stroll the eagle He goes up on my own man's throne with my beer Hey, hey, everybody, oh land is here Hey, hey, everybody, oh land is here I feel every song with this gorgeous beard They are by the coffin with a candle-lit, draggy with a creeper in Frankenstein's suit.

You listen to records of rock and roll, who watch what Igor shows him to scroll. Igor, Igor, you are the cruel one. Hey, hey, everybody, oh, and it's here. Hey, hey, everybody, oh, and it's no square.

You feel every song with as good as fear Good nights, whatever you want Yeah!