The Rock by Hot Apollo

Babe, I've got the freedom!
I've got the choice.
I have the power
Because I've got the voice.

People are going to march.
They're going to hum.
Everybody's going to tremble
When they hear that drum.

I've got a new plan.
Baby, it's a lock.
I've got an idea.
It's called The Rock.
It's called The Rock!

It's that clash of metal.
It's that guitar strum.
It's a sound of ancient things.
In the night it comes.

The Rock is really moving now.
It's a heat machine.
Storm's on the horizon.
Sun's on the scene.

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• glam
• hot
• punk
• sexy
• shiny
• stormy
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