70S Rock Must Die

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[Verse 1]
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I was cruisin' in a car down 
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Melrose Boulevard
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When I stopped all the traffic, I 
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was laughin' so hard
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Standin' on the corner was this 
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rock 'n roll dude
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In leather pants thinkin' he was 
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so cool
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He had the jacket, he had the 
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shades
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Farrah Fawcett hair, or was that 
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a wig?
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Face like a turtle trying in 
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vain to look stoned
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You could tell he'd been 
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practicing in the mirror at home


[Pre-Chorus]
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He'd probably been posing like that 
all day
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Didn't matter that it was a 
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hundred degrees in the shade


[Chorus]
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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        Ooh, yeah!
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[Verse 2]
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Bogus bands, plastic rock stars
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Stupid clothes and the worst 
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made cars
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Country rock making us all sick
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While John Travolta wags his 
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double-knit prick
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Being a teen back then, man, it 
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was a drag
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Bicentennial and no one burned 
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the flag
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You think we live in pretty 
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desperate times
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When people wanna go back to 
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nineteen seventy five


[Pre-Chorus]
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My Saturday Night Fever fantasy
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Lock the Bee Gees in a Pinto and 
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ram it from the rear
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Burn, baby


[Chorus]
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die


[Guitar Solo]
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[Bridge]
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Ooh babe, yeah yeah yeah
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We may not have talent but we sure
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 got attitude
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Suck my ego, pay to play, got 
nothing more to say
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As we sell you a stairway to 
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boredom
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Ugh!
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  Put your hands together
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  Yeah yeah yeah yeah, hey
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[Verse 3]
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Look around at the hip people set
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 in their ways
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Reaching back to the things they 
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used to say they hate
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Young old farts playing fossil 
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rock
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Stones reunions pass for rebellion
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Radio and TV gettin' so damn bland
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With collegiate John Denver copy 
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bands
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Underground's becoming an 
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alternative joke
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Even Aerosmith hates all the 
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Aerosmith clones


[Pre-Chorus]
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I know they don't make 'em like the 
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But even punks wanna go back to 
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seventy-seven
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  Give me a break, man


[Chorus]
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die