Thomas Anderson

singer, songwriter, rock 'n' roller

Sweet Sweet Rock 'n' Roll

by Thomas Anderson

from the album Alright It Was Frank -- And He's Risen from the Dead and Gone off with His Truck

Sweet Marie was a mystery,

Ten-inch heels and five-foot-three,

Workin' all night on a PhD,

Counting the moles on Einstein's knees.

Teenage Horace was a skateboard tramp,

Romantic dreams and a Twin Reverb amp,

Wearin' the shade of an antique lamp,

Rolled out searchin' for the hobo camps.

   And all night long

   They're playin' a brand new song,

   All night long

   I hope they take me along.

Doctor Mailer down in the lab,

Surgical mask and olive drabs,

Looked at the body stretched out on the slab,

Grabbed a saxophone and hailed a cab.

Betty-Jean came from Montreal,

Came by way of the Australian Crawl

And never stopped once 'til she reached the hall.

   'Cause all night long

   They're playin' a brand new song,

   All night long

   I hope they take me along.

   Sweet sweet rock 'n' roll

   I used to wonder, now I know,

   The song I'm hearin' in my soul,

   Sweet sweet rock 'n' roll.

Lariat Sue was a wild one,

Turned to gold in the Arizona sun,

Turned up one night at the Sheraton

With two Cuban waiters and the president's son.

The Duke of Cornwall and the Earl of Kent

Looked to the coffers, found the money spent,

Put on a party to pay the rent

And now they're playin' the Palace for a three-week stint.

   And all night long

   They're playin' a brand new song,

   All night long

   I hope they take me along.

I don't care about caberet,

Chamber music or ballet,

Boston Pops or Broadway plays,

You can load 'em up and take 'em away.

Never knew music that could ring so true,

Pick me up and pull me through,

Without a doubt, without a clue,

Never knew music that simply knew.