I Gather No Moss

Mick Jagger was the fire to be lit The stage was bare and lay waiting The world was full of "What to do", "What to try", "What to be" And "He" was ready for the story line........ Possessed by the rhythm of his generation In words emanating from his musing He told the classic rebel story Of going against the grain To form one's own circuitry Belonging exclusively to The worship and reverence of rebellion Buzzing with charged power His notes ushered in a new beginning A new sound that was recreated from The annals of historical gutsy Down and Dirty blues Spiked with sex and sprinkled with deviltry That will live in classic timelessness The rogue stood tall and whirled His mischievous spell Wielding wildness between the irony of good and evil Contempt and virtue From the age old conflict of the timeless crusade A hero - no, an evangelist of life - yes An inexhaustible circuit rider of our time A Rolling Stone..........he gathered no moss!