Myles Goodwyn Published by Goody Two Tunes, Inc. BMI He rocked his way through yesterday, Lord, he thought he had a chance He played guitar and wrote some tunes, of love and romance He did his share of travelin, like a dog without a home A fugitive who would rather give, a star that never shone Isnt it a pity? Isnt it a shame? Noone ever warned the boy Rock n Roll is a vicious game, oh, yeah He said he wouldnt get led around, or caught up in the games Or, end up in a gallery, of faces with no names And, Rock n Roll was in his soul, and music was a friend He recorded a song that made us sing along, and he was on the road again Isnt it a pity? Isnt it a shame? Noone ever warned the boy Rock n Roll is a vicious game, ohoh, oh, yeah, ohoh Stage fright, ooh, and long black limousines Hes pushing himself a way too hard, or so it seems He opened up his heart to us, he gave us what he could We sympathized and harmonized, he made us all feel good But, its funny how those things can change, and time can pass us by Songs that moved us so easily, no longer make us cry Now, isnt it a pity? Isnt it a shame? Noone ever warned the boy Rock n Roll is a vicious game, ohoh, oh Oh, yeah, oh, ohohoh, oh, yeah, yeahyeahyeah Mymymy, Rock n Roll is a vicious game, yeah Rock n Roll, Rock n Roll, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh
roll, rock, isnt, vicious, yeah