Didn’t know what time it was,
The lights were low
I leaned back on my radio
Some cat was layin‘ down
Some rock ’n‘ roll
‚Lotta soul‘, he said
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His profession's his religion, his sin is his lifelessness Contre la guerreDidn’t know what time it was,
The lights were low
I leaned back on my radio
Some cat was layin‘ down
Some rock ’n‘ roll
‚Lotta soul‘, he said
--
His profession's his religion, his sin is his lifelessness Contre la guerre