Rock It Up

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Lyrics

I got bills to pay, I got deadlines at work
At the Post Office I have to deal with some jerk
The price of gas knocks me off my feet
Can't even afford to drive across the street
Lord, my insurance has gone sky high
The presidential candidates could make me cry
All of this crap would be enough, you'd think
To drive an honest sober man to reach for a drink
But then I step back and say
I don't have to feel this way
Before life takes it ultimate toll
Let's play a little bit of Rock 'n Roll

I could wax poetic, I could sing the blues
But Up Around The Bend I found my Blue Suede Shoes
A little country twang, well that's alright
Just Gimme Three Steps on a saturday night
If a Purple Haze gets inside my brain
Then you'll see me ridin' on the Crazy Train
Pour a little Brown Sugar in your Lovin' Cup
I say we Rock It Up

I try to sit down and watch the Super Bowl
And then I find my pepperoni pizza's cold
So I run upstairs for a quick re-heat
Then I find some fool sittin' in my seat
Fourth and goal that's what it's all about
Oh hell no, the damn cable goes out
All of this crap, well it aint no joke
It could make an honest sober man reach for a smoke
I take a deep breath and I count to ten
That doesn't work so I try it again
I wonder, maybe, if I'm just gettin' old
Fuck that let's play a little Rock 'n Roll

If life's weather forecast is calling for rain
I don't have an umbrella this is such a damn pain
Who to believe, who do you trust?
Is this a boom? Is this a bust?
What can I win? What will I lose?
Will I ever even get a chance to choose?
I like to believe it'll all work out
A little Rock 'n Roll could remove all doubt
I'll take my Ibanez, my Strat and my V
We'll make some music, my brother and me
I don't have to sell my soul
I'll just play a little bit of Rock 'n Roll

I could wax poetic, I could sing the blues
But Up Around The Bend I found my Blue Suede Shoes
A little country twang, well that's alright
Just Gimme Three Steps on a saturday night
As a Purple Haze permeates my brain
Now I'm ridin' on the Crazy Train
Pour a little Brown Sugar in your Lovin' Cup
C'mon let's Rock It Up

Bill West - Guitars / Bass
James West - Vocals / Guitar / Drums
Tina West - Background Vocals