One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock rock. Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock rock. Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock rock. We're gonna rock around the clock tonight Put your glad
Suddenly, we were left. Without the worry of tomorrow. And comets fell from the sky. I took your breath, you took my sorrow You walked sad in a dream. But count your days, boy, they are fading
. Eclipse your blue eyes, and the outline remains. From the house of the moon to the stars up above. Amidst thecomets, first sight of love. So begins the countdown Falling sky, a solar sigh. It all
gonna write the story. Written in stars like graffiti, can't ignore it. Light years and they'll see thecomets falling. This is the moment where it all began. Chorus Together. They'll see it written in
The cosmos at large. It's so very big. It's so far away. Thecomets, the craters, the vapors. The solar wind The residual echoes. (The residual echoes). The residual echoes. (The residual
We can travel to the planets. Drive a mile through solid granite. Thrive in all extremes of weather. But we cannot live together We have pondered our existence. Tracked thecomets in the distance
test. If love is not the answer then maybe I misunderstood. Oh, the question, oh, there must be someway out of this We stand in a circle hand in hand in hand. Let's talk of thecomets over moon and
Oh, what a crazy party. All the gang's here too. The beat is really jumping. Like a kangaroo. . I'm full of cherry soda. And potato chips. But now I wanna get a taste. Of your sweet lips
. We're going home. We're going home. From the depth of the ocean . we've wandered way too long. We're going home. We're going home. All the hollows, thecomets. the fires have purged them all. We're going
to another place. Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, so you and I can meet face to face. Yeah, Yeah. There won't be no problems. You, me and thecomets. Nobody will find us. Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, so you and I can
Are. O. C. K. Are. O. C. K. Rock!!!. Making are. From an eight to the bar eighty-Eight. O. From the told of the sax syncopathed. C. From the key of the six-Strings guitar. K. From the