Steinar Gismeroy Olafsen Poet Rhyme

I Blame the Rock and Roll

I blame the rock and roll

The moon rests on the rooftops
I'm watching all alone
The dark surround the sadness
from bad news thru telephone

All flowers rise their head 
to the man who gave them light
And a holy tree is lit
but not too bright to night

A wall of stone is cold
it runs all along the park
People passing by
no one sees it in the dark

REF
I blame fate and I blame god
I blame every living soul
on every path we trod
- and I blame the rock and roll

Music gave us freedom
with drinks, pills and smoke
Little did we know
it was all a painful joke

And the joke was on us
the beginning of the end
And no hippiegods or healers
can make us well again

Now some of us are dying
and some of us are dead
The rest just sing and dance
around our dying bed

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