Lyrics: He was an aging rock and roll star WIth a burnt out country beat And the children who once cheered his name Now have young 'ins at their own feet
And no one has time For that burnt out rock and roll
But a rock and roll singer will never die As long as the words to his songs are remembered Without the burnt out tear that filled his eye
He build a white crystal canyon To escape the rock revival shows And to dream of a time When just his music brought his highs and his lows
And no one has time For that burnt out rock and roll
But a rock and roll singer will never die As long as the words to his songs are remembered Without the burnt out tear that filled his eye
There was one last late nite TV show The camera missed the gun in his jeans He sang the songs and played the role Then a bullet cut him clean
And no one has time For that burnt out rock and roll
But a rock and roll singer will never die As long as the words to his songs are remembered Without the burnt out tear that filled his eye
Notes: Originally written by Gary Green, from the album Still At Large. You can hear a small sample at the Smithsonian.
Quotes: "I've been downloading some music recently off of a music called the Smithsonian Archive ... I got some old rock and roll stuff. There's this poet guy, I think he might be a DJ now, his name is Gary Green, I think he's from Georgia originally. Don't know much about him, I've Googled him, I've learned a little bit about him on the internet of course, and he's got this great song called That Burnt Out Rock and Roll which I've been obsessed with ever since I heard it a couple weeks ago" - Frank Black on WOXY Oct. 31, 2006
