Whiskey flows on the rocks The river rolls as the sunset drops On the riverside We'll have good time be a late night A millionaire built this spot Where a bugle boy lends his chops Under street lights neon signs like the old times This all started with a man named Church Bought some land and street of dirt
All hail! rocknroll long live the bastards of Beale All hail! rocknroll long live the bastards of Beale
Revelers raising hell Drink nirvana from the well Rolling dice games Getting sideways showing switchblades Madame Blue and her southern belles Welcome all the clientele Glory days, bring the champagne, let the money rains From Jagger Richards, Plant and Page They were all born to carry the flame
All hail! rocknroll long live the bastards of Beale All hail! rocknroll long live the bastards of Beale Roll on Bluff city long live the bastards of Beale All hail to the kings!! Long live the bastards of beale Hey, hey, hey
All hail! rocknroll long live the bastards of Beale All hail! rocknroll long live the bastards of Beale
All hail! rocknroll long live the bastards of Beale All hail! rocknroll long live the bastards of Beale Roll on Bluff city long live the bastards of Beale All hail to the kings!! Long live the bastards of bealeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
