(there won't be no rock 'n' roll)

(c.w. mccall, bill fries, chip davis)



Well, it's only gonna be about an hour, friend

'til they dam your favorite river

So you can water-ski just one more reservior

And them supersonic ships are gonna take you

'cross a sea of pavement

To one more faceless brickyard on the shore



Yeah, it's only gonna be about an hour or so

'til they rip off all your mountains, boy

And that one last tired old eagle bites the sand

And all of that high-and-mighty scenery's

Gonna be leveled to the ground, boy

By a bunch a' them mindless strip mines on the land



[chorus]

So listen well, my brothers

When you hear the night wind sigh

And you see the wild goose flying

Through the gray, polluted sky

There won't be no country music

There won't be no rock 'n' roll

'cause when they take away our country

They'll take away our soul



Well, it's only gonna take about a minute or so

'til the junkyards fell the prairies, boy

And them smokin' yellow grass fires start to burn

And the warnings on them beer cans

Gonna be buried in them landfills

No deposit, no sad songs, and no returns



Yeah, it's only gonna take about a minute or so

'til the factories blot the sun out

You gonna have to turn your lights on just to see

And them lights are gonna be neon, sayin'

"fly our jets to paradise"

And the whole damn world is gonna be made of styrene



[chorus]

So listen well, my brothers

When you hear the night wind sigh

And you see the wild goose flying

Through the gray, polluted sky

There won't be no country music

There won't be no rock 'n' roll

'cause when they take away our country

They'll take away our soul



Yeah, it's only gonna be about a second, boy

'til they take away all'a this country

And they'll tell you not to listen to this here song

And that far-off sound of freedom's

Gonna be an echo from the past

And the final tune is gonna be sad and long



And it's only gonna be about an eye-blink, boy

'til they pull out the wool to blind us

So we just can't read all the messages on the wall

But the only words that matter

Oughta be scribbled all over them billboards

In big old black and bloody letters, ten feet tall



[chorus]



There won't be no country music

There won't be no rock 'n' roll

'cause when they take away our country

They'll take away our soul



There won't be no country music

There won't be no rock 'n' roll

'cause when they take away our country

They'll take away our soul



There won't be no country music

There won't be no rock 'n' roll

'cause when they take away our country

They'll take away our soul



There won't be no country music

There won't be no rock 'n' roll

'cause when they take away our country

They'll take away our soul

'cause when they take away our country

They'll take away our soul




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