Doc's Poetry Corner

"I Hate Rock and Roll"
music: Ray Passman
lyrics: Beverly Kenney

(verse)
I'm growing weary of teenage hoods
Motorbikes, blue jeans and Natalie Woods
I'm tired of rebels without a cause
Say, whatever happened to Santa Claus
Rules of the road and Baby Ruth?
I for one must tell the truth

I don't care who knows it
I hate rock and roll
I don't care who knows it
I hate rock and roll

I want to say I love you
In the natural way
Don't want to say
I luh-uh-love you
No, not that way
I don't care who knows it
I hate rock and roll

Young luh-ove, true luh-ove is over-rated
And blue suede shoes
They should be confiscated
What is the answer to a teenage prayer?
Frankly speaking I don't care, I don't care

I don't care who knows it
I hate rock and roll
I don't care who knows it
I swear that I hate rock and roll

I don't want to swing a hip
Or swing a guitar
Or anything to do with that ver-nac-u-lar
I don't care who knows
So I'm last on the hit record polls
Cause I hate rock and roll
(4 bar scat)
Cause I hate rock and roll