Rock 'n Roll Man
Words & Music by Kenny Ramage
When I was a young boy, I tried to play
guitar like Peter Green,
A bit of inspiration came from that
Freddie Mercury of Queen,
Lennon and Mc Cartney, showed me the
road to perfect harmony,
Purple and the Eagles, were the
fingerboard to playing all my lead.
Chorus :
'Cos I said, "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
I'm in a real situation,"
And I said, "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
I'm a Rock 'n Roll Man."
Who did you say, Summertime Blues
turned out to be a lie,
Mickey and the Stones, Satisfaction
came and went As Tears Go By,
Simon and old Artie, Bridge Over
Troubled Waters had it's day,
Jimmy and his feedback, Experience
lost in a Purple Haze.
Chorus :
'Cos I said, "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
I'm in a strange situation,"
And I said, "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
I'm a Rock 'n Roll Man."
Middle 8 :
Alabama, Southern Man, On a Magical Mystery Tour,
Abraxas came, and Tommy left,
To go Rockin' All Over The World.
I don't' like Monday's, Ruby Tuesday
also don't agree with me,
Yesterday was better, the Dark Side
of the Moon was on side "B",
Swinging with the Sultans, Bad Company
to keep derived from Free,
Dawning of the Genesis, Selling
England by the Pound is really me.
Chorus :
'Cos I said, "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
I'm in a strange situation,"
And I said, "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
I'm a Rock 'n Roll Man."
Chorus :
'Cos I said, "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
I'm in a strange situation,"
And I said, "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
I'm a Rock 'n Roll Man.
Yeah, I'm a Rock 'n Roll Man
Yeah, I'm a Rock 'n Roll Man"
(Na Na Na Na Na) Take a
Look Around
Words and Music by Pete Shout
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Wipe the sand out of your eyes,
Start to hold back on those lies,
Take a look at what you see,
Those things won't set you free.
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Lift your heels off the ground,
You need to take a look around,
Take a chance to feel the air,
Don't pretend you don't care.
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Take the time to shake the blues,
You can do what you choose,
Turn you back to the sun,
Time to walk and not to run.
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Bridge
You don't need to take advice,
You don't need to heed a word,
You don't need to say a thing,
You don't need to...
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Put a leaf back in your book,
Put a smile back in your look,
You will find you're out on top,
You won't ever stop.
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Don't you feel so good now,
You've lost the crease from your brow
You've been set really free,
To be what you wanna be.
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
Na Na Na Na Na Na (Hey)
The Loser
Words & Music by Kenny Ramage
I saw her sitting in a local café,
A cup of coffee in her hand,
I asked if she'd like to go on a date,
The next thing I knew I was banned.
Chorus :
Because, Oh, Oh, Oh, I'm a Loser, Yeah,
Oh, Oh, Oh, Silly Man.
Went to a disco on a Saturday night,
To try and get myself a dance,
Went to this chicky sitting by herself,
"With You?" she said, "Not a chance!"
Chorus :
Because, Oh, Oh, Oh, I'm a Loser, Yeah,
Oh, Oh, Oh, Silly Man.
Middle 8 :
I run around with lot's of strange people,
Who don't even know their own name,
Mr Bean is our ultimate hero,
We strive to be just the same.
Went into town to get myself a car,
To make me a yuppie stud,
The salesman sold me a green Jaguar,
You guessed a noisy, smelly dud.
Chorus :
Because, Oh, Oh, Oh, I'm a Loser, Yeah,
Oh, Oh, Oh, Silly Man.
Middle 8 :
I run around with lot's of strange people,
Who don't even know their own name,
Mr Bean is our ultimate hero,
We strive to be just the same.
Bought a guitar from the music shop,
A rock star I'm going to be,
I'll get to play with the lad's in BedRock,
'Cos I'm ugly and I'm fifty three.
Chorus :
Because, Oh, Oh, Oh, I'm a Loser, Yeah,
Oh, Oh, Oh, Silly Man.
Chorus :
Because, Oh, Oh, Oh, I'm a Loser, Yeah,
Oh, Oh, Oh, Silly Man.
Silly Man, Silly Man, Silly Man.
Cold "T"
Words & Music by Pete Krog
Arrangement by BedRock
Verse 1 :
If it's wet or cold or foggy,
Steaming hot or cold and barmy,
Don't let it get you down,
Forget your troubles and leave them all behind,
Wet your whistle don't be shy now,
Step up to the bar room counter,
Make your order now,
And don't forget your mates with you as well,
Chorus :
You need a Cold "T" tonight,
I need a Cold "T" tonight,
We all need a Cold "T" tonight,
Verse 2 :
Don't take a chance with what's on offer,
Be assertive do it proper,
Go with the flow,
But please do try and stay with what you know,
But in the end you won't be sorry,
Clear of head and strong of body,
See if it is true,
I guarantee before the night is through,
Chorus :
You need a Cold "T" tonight,
I need a Cold "T" tonight,
We all need a Cold "T" tonight,
Repeat First Verse.
Chorus :
You need a Cold "T" tonight,
I need a Cold "T" tonight,
We all need a Cold "T" tonight,
Shadows in Your Eyes
Words and Music by Kenny Ramage
Take me away, from the dreams of your tomorrow,
You've had your say, now let me have mine too,
I can't let you go, with your face still filled with sorrow,
You want to be free, can't we please just start anew,
Chorus :
You threw it all back in my face,
Like a rain cloud in disguise,
All I need is your loving embrace,
Not those Shadows in Your Eyes.
Please listen to me, today's a new beginning,
Start over again, our love can still be true,
Like the breaking of dawn, the sound of birds all singing,
Soft clouds in the sky, Floating white across the blue,
Chorus :
Someday we'll look back and laugh,
'Bout these early days gone by,
You're smiling face in a photograph,
Without Shadows in Your Eyes.
Du, Du, Du, Du, Du
Chorus :
Someday we'll look back and laugh,
'Bout these early days gone by,
You're smiling face in a photograph,
Without Shadows in Your Eyes.
Du, Du, Du, Du.
Saturday Night
Words & Music by Kenny Ramage
We think we're cool, but we're really naff,
We think the chicks love us, but they're
really just having a laugh.
We drink like fish, and we eat like hogs,
Deep down inside we're just a bunch of dogs.
Do you wanna see something that will give
you fright,
Then come and watch BedRock play,
On a Saturday Night.
Our drummers a drunk, our axemans got lice,
They've both got leg's just like Skinny Spice.
Our bass is a tosser and he's got no hair,
We've gotta keep kid's away because he gives
them a scare.
Do you wanna see something that will give you
fright,
Then come and watch BedRock play,
On a Saturday Night.
Oh, la, la, la, Oh, la, la, la. ( 4x )
We sound like a fart in a biscuit tin,
With yellow mattered custard and snot,
all mixed in.
Our gears all stuffed, yeah it's not so great,
It's all held together with insulation tape.
Do you wanna see something that will give
you fright,
Then come and watch BedRock play,
On a Saturday Night.
On a Saturday Night
On a Saturday Night
On a Saturday Night
Ode to DSTv
Words & Music by Kenny Ramage
I've got my peanuts, I've got my tea,
I've got my zapper, It's no good to me,
Fifty odd channels of nothing to watch.
On DSTv.
A big screen I've got, the size of a wall,
Surround sound is hot, I should be having a ball,
Fifty odd channels of nothing to watch
On DSTv.
Vision
Words and Music by Mike Millad
My arms stretch out to greet her,
As she floats across the floor,
And I wait for her to come to me,
As I stand there by the door.
We embrace, touch cheeks,
And her hair gets in my face,
She feels just like a woman full of
beauty and the grace...
Chorus
Of a Vision, suspended in the air,
Like and angel, that takes me away from here,
To a secret place, in my mind,
That I can only find...
She wears a crown of roses,
And a white dress made of lace,
She's a picture of a lady,
Full of beauty and the grace...
Chorus
Of a Vision, suspended in the air,
Like and angel, that takes me away from here,
To a secret place, in my mind,
That I can only find...
Freedom
Words & Music by Kenny Ramage
People ask me, what do you see,
When you're playing your guitar lead.
I see folk, looking for a toke,
Struttin' around drinking anything with coke.
Dye in their hair, money everywhere,
All I can do is play and stare.
Watching them move, drinking all the booze,
Every single one of them stuck in a groove.
Chorus.
Freedom, Is choosing all the songs
on the juke box baby.
Freedom, Is sitting on your toddy
and drinking a bottle of wine.
I know what you say, I'm in a bad mood today,
I'm telling you now I see it every time we play.
People unhappy and feeling really crappy,
'Cos their wife's a slut and they've got a dead pappy.
Chorus.
Freedom, Is choosing all the songs
on the juke box baby.
Freedom, Is sitting on your toddy
and drinking a bottle of wine.
I hate to think of their tomorrow,
Is this really all life is.
They're all drowning in their sorrow,
Put your life in your hands, Just do what you can,
Show the world that you care, and you' ll get there.
I don't give a stuff and I think it's really tough,
But really all they need is a little bit of love.
A little bit of happiness to lighten up their lives,
Like a bag full of forks they need a bag full of knives.
Chorus.
Freedom, Is choosing all the songs
on the juke box baby.
Freedom, Is sitting on your toddy
and drinking a bottle of wine.
Chorus.
Freedom, Is choosing all the songs
on the juke box baby.
Freedom, Is sitting on your toddy
and drinking a bottle of wine.
I Don't Care Much
Words & Music by Peter Shout
Verse 1 :
I don't care much for fishin',
And fishin' don't care for me,
The line just hangs in the water,
And the fish they all go free.
Verse 2 :
I don't care much for drivin',
And drivin' don't care for me,
Last time I took a drive,
I drove straight into a tree.
Bridge :
He don't care much for anything,
He don't care what life will bring.
Verse 3 :
He don't care much for lovin',
He don't care much for givin',
He says they're both part of sinnin',
And he ain't into forgivin'.
Bridge :
He don't care much for anything,
He don't care what life will bring.
Verse 3 :
I don't care much for boozin' (liar),
I don't care to lose my mind,
If you get into choosin',
You become a losin' kind.
Bridge :
He don't care much for anything,
He don't care what life will bring.
I Wanna Be
Words & Music by Kenny Ramage
Keeping dreams within my headlights,
Living life the way I'd like to see,
Singing songs that I think are alright,
Suppin' drinks just like a cuppa tea.
Chorus :
Oh, What a Life, Yeah,
Don't tell my wife, yeah
This is the way, yeah,
I Wanna Be.
Playing late at the local rave up,
Drinkin' whisky with a fag stuck in my hand,
Arguments with a guy who's stuck up,
Thank God, time to play back with the band.
Chorus :
Oh, What a Life, Yeah,
Don't tell my wife, yeah
This is the way, yeah,
I Wanna Be.
Weekend comes and we play a new gig,
Now I know exactly who I am,
Fingers move and I really let rip,
Playing loud 'till one or two a.m.
Chorus :
Hey, Get a Life, Yeah,
It was really your wife, yeah
That made you the way, yeah,
You Wanna Be.
Man Who Needs a Woman
Words & Music by Kenny Ramage
Swish Lady, all alone, in a dream land we can see.
In a grand old story, of hate and love,
Filled with lies and treachery.
I see you, in the rain, sweeping clouds up in the sky,
Dark wind blowing through your hair,
Moonlight glinting in your eyes,
Chorus :
'Cos I'm a - Man Who Needs a Woman,
Yeah, I'm a - Man Who Needs a woman,
Yeah, I'm a - Man Who Needs a Woman,
A Woman to Love.
Sun reflecting off your face, shining down from up above,
Autumn leaves surround us, on the ground,
Discarded like our love.
Chorus :
'Cos I'm a - Man Who Needs a Woman,
Yeah, I'm a - Man Who Needs a woman,
Yeah, I'm a - Man Who Needs a Woman,
A Woman to Love.
Babalaas
Blues
Words by Kenny Ramage
I woke up this mornin', I thought I was dead,
Our drummer was playin', inside my head,
Must be a flu bug the governments let loose,
It's got nothing to do with those 16 beers and
24 pamplemoose,
Chorus :
I've got the Babalaas Blues,
I've got the Babalaas Blues,
Ain't never gonna drink no more,
I've got the Babalaas Blues.
Got out of bed, I wasn't feelin' my best,
Went to the bathroom, passed the toothbrush test,
Decided I'd better have something to eat,
'Cos my mouth tastes like a vultures crotch in heat.
Chorus :
I've got the Babalaas Blues,
I've got the Babalaas Blues,
Ain't never gonna drink no more,
I've got the Babalaas Blues.
Middle 8 :
Went to work, got through the day,
Managed to go the whole hog,
Five o'clock came, time to play,
Gonna get myself the hair of a dog.
Chorus :
I've got the Babalaas Blues,
I've got the Babalaas Blues,
Ain't never gonna drink no more,
I've got the Babalaas Blues.
Went to the Don, got myself a beer,
In fact I had ten,
A couple of pamplemoose to stop me feeling queer,
Here we go again.
Chorus :
No more Babalaas Blues,
No more Babalaas Blues,
Let me see if I can drink some more,
No more Babalaas Blues.
Chorus :
No more Babalaas Blues,
No more Babalaas Blues,
Let me see if I can drink some more,
No more Babalaas Blues.
'Cos I Feel Fine.
