Standing on a Bridge at midnight,
looking at the stars and wondering,
how I ever maded through this crazy world of Rock´n Roll.
I bless my mind like to the Days,
lights and hours tide and lonely.
Girls will take me, make me, brake me,
in so many different ways.
I don´t like Rock´n Roll no more, oh,
I don´t like Rock´n Roll no more.
I don´t like Rock´n Roll,
but it´s in my heart in my Soul,
I don´t like Rock´n Roll no more.
I maded in the early sixties,
known my mind was mixed up,
to the point, of no return a star,
a standing screaming Radio
Standing on a Bridge at midnight,
looking at the stars and knowing,
that I realy maded through this crayz world of Rock´n Roll.
I don´t like Rock´n Roll no more, oh,
I don´t like Rock´n Roll no more.
I don´t like Rock´n Roll,
but it´s in my heart in my Soul,
I don´t like Rock´n Roll no more.
Standing on a Bridge at midnight,
looking at the stars and knowing,
that I reealy maded through this crazy world
of Rock´n Roll.
I don´t like Rock´n Roll no more, oh,
I don´t like Rock´n Roll no more,
but it´s in my heart and in my Soul,
I don´t like Rock´n Roll no more.
I don´t like Rock´n Roll no more ,oh,
I don´t like Rock´n Roll..............
