The Spirit Of Rock

We are in the ocean
Every kind of fish
We are a human rainbow
We are whatever we wish

We have been forever
And we shall always be
We can endure whatever
We are eternity

And the spirit of rock will never die
Just like a rock in the ocean
In the spirit of rock we’re flying high
Always high on emotion
The spirit of rock will never die
I swear, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

We’ve had nights so lonely
We’ve had our days of doubt
Some things we’ve learnt to live with
Some things we live without

We got no time for waiting
We got no sacred cows
For there is no tomorrow
There’s only here and now

And the spirit of rock will never die
Just like a rock in the ocean
In the spirit of rock we’re flying high
Always high on emotion
The spirit of rock will never die
I swear, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Five days a week
Keep the spirit alive
Eight days a week
Forever saturday night

And the spirit of rock will never die
Just like a rock in the ocean
In the spirit of rock we’re flying high
A million miles high on emotion
The spirit of rock will never die
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

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