Pet Rock (Lyrics)


Pet Rock

(Rob Russell – Copyright 2011)

whatsammatter with you boy

whatchudoing messing around

pin a medal to your chest

east is east and west is west

this is not your side of town

creeping in, slipped past your boys

girl from church she knows your name

her mother’s out, the coast is clear

a record you just gotta here

turn around and face the strange

what you can’t explain down to me down to me

what you can’t get your head around me

what you can’t explain …

blood on the tracks and let it be

astral weeks and born to run

you’re not a nerd, you’re not a jock

your heart is eaten up by rock

boy, you’re no kinda fun

shoulda listened to your mom, shoulda listened to your dad

… listened to your teachers … listened to your preacher

don’t you know you got it bad

what you can’t explain down to me down to me

what you can’t get your head around me

what you can’t explain …

And all I know about love is all I’ve heard about love

all I’ve heard about love is all I know about love

is what I’ve heard, is what I heard

the greatest pleasures of adulthood are

experienced concomitantly with the additional responsibilities of

career and family, which, while they may lead to

rewards both intrinsic and extrinsic,

greatly reduce one’s ability to …

rock the ____ out ….!!!

whatsamatter with your head

over the hill, still messing ’round

the record skips, the tape it loops

you’re losing sleep, so there’s your proof

forget it, Jake, it’s Chinatown

the truth it lies somewhere between

the grooves that spin inside your head

paint the picture you want to see

write the book you want to read

sing the songs you’ve got to sing

what I can’t explain down to me down to me

what I can’t get my head around me

what I can’t explain …

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About russellwriter

Rob Russell is a dad, husband, writer, musician, educator, comic book reader, bad solderer, pop culture junky, trivia buff and student of everything cool and uncool. His favorite records are Bob Dylan's Blonde on Blonde and, currently, The Best of Bobbie Gentry: The Capitol Years. His favorite comic books are Kurt Busiek's Astro City and Neil Gaiman's Sandman. His favorite literary novels are Gabrial Garcia Marquez's 100 Years of Solitude and William Faulkner's As I Lay Dying. His favorite genre novels are John Scalzi's Red Shirts, M.R. Carrey's The Girl with All the Gifts, and Dan Simmons' Drood. His favorite movie is Goodfellas. His favorite hobby, besides everything, is writing about himself and his favorite things in the third person.

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