Jason Khaw

Lyrics

Here’s a story about a boy named Joe
He was a poor boy, Joe had no place to go
He came into the city one day, he told everyone about rock n roll.

Gone are the days of glory, gone are the days of peace
Looking for an attitude, looking for a release
Joe stuck to his guns he did, he told everyone about rock n roll.

The trees come tumbling down, birds nowhere to be found
Nobody kicks up no fuss, cause money’s the powerful one
Joe was living out in the cold, yet he told everyone about rock n roll.

Joe’s girl yeah she left him, his friends, all they ignored him
But he kept on going, with his guitar, he kept on picking
Joe died old and lonely, after he told everyone about rock n roll.