I am so rock
I am so rock
I am so rock
I am so
(fucking) rock
I am so
(god-damned) rock
I am so
(mother fucking) rock
I know you wanna rock with me
If you came expecting a burlesque show,
With girls in nipple tassels and a flying trapeze,
I'm sorry but I'm going to have to disappoint you;
You should have read your program more carefully.
If you came expecting liturgical dancing,
With new interpretations of the story of Moses,
I'm sorry but you may be disappointed;
You've made an error during the booking process.
But if you came to see
Me,
I'm really happy that you've achieved your intentions!
'Cause it's all very well to live in the moment,
But planning is important if you want to achieve your goals -
Maybe have some savings when you're old.
I work very hard for my rock'n'roll hair;
I get it chemically straightened
And styled for hours.
I work very hard for my rock'n'roll face;
I've got the kooky contact lenses
And the girly mascara.
But there is something deeper inside,
Something that this mask I wear won't hide.
I paid lots of money for this big piano,
And these fancy, fancy lights to make me look like Michael Jackson.
I paid lots of money for this bohemian coat,
And the fact I don't wear shoes is just an affectation.
But there is something deeper inside,
Something that this costume cannot hide,
Something from a distance you won't see
Something fundamentally me.
So mother fucking rock'n'roll!
Hear me rockin' on the piano!
Don't you really wanna rock it with me?
Writer(s): Timothy Minchin
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