Cleveland Rocks Lyrics by Ian Hunter

Cleveland Rocks Lyrics

    (ian hunter)

    Three! four!
    Three! four!
    Three! four!

    (bunch of ah-ah-ah's here)

    All this energy calling me
    Back where it comes from
    It's such a crude attitude
    It's back where it belongs
    All the little kids growing up on the skids are goin'
    Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks
    Jumpin' (jean) gene genies, moody james deanies goin'

    Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks
    Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks

    Mama knows but she don't care
    She's got her worries too
    Seven kids and a phony affair
    And the rent is due
    All the little chicks with the crimson lips go
    Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks
    She's livin'in sin with a safety pin
    She's goin' cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks

    Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks

    I got some records from world war two
    I'll play 'em just like me grand dad do
    He was a rocker and i am too
    Oh cleveland rocks, yeah cleveland rocks
    So find a place
    Grab a space
    And yell and scream for more

    Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks
    Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks
    Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks
    Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks
    Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks
    Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks

    (bunch of ah-ah-ah's here)

    Three! four!
    Three! four!
    Three! four!
    Ohio

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