They're looking right at you From the posters in your room They're the song that you sing When you don't believe a thing They're the hope, they're the prayer When no one else is there A little dreamer in the glow of the receiver Every song he played was all right Blew out the speakers dancing in his sneakers Every move he made was all right Swinging on a beam of light Catch a star before it dies What a perfect night to fly away Goodbye to Vegas, there was nothing left to save us So we drove away, it's all right Jumped in the sprinter, touring through the winter Every show we played was all right Singing out our life on stage High enough to feel no pain What a perfect day to fly away Well I don't really know what I know But I'll show you everything that I can show you tonight And I don't know where we're going, but it's going all right It's all right It's all right Well I don't really know what I know But I'll show you everything that I can show you tonight And I don't know where we're going, but it's going all right It's all right It's all right It's all right It's all right God killed rock 'n' roll God killed rock 'n' roll No blood on the stage, no Plant, no Paige Kiss 'em all goodbye God killed rock 'n' roll God killed rock 'n' roll No fist through the glass, no backstage pass 'Cause god killed rock God killed rock 'n' roll God killed rock God killed rock 'n' roll God killed rock 'n' roll Your Buddy Holly glasses and your plaster casters Kiss 'em all goodbye God killed rock 'n' roll God killed rock roll Your leather slacks and your hi watt stacks 'Cause god killed rock God killed rock 'n' roll They're looking right at you From the posters in your room They're the song that you sing When you don't believe a thing They're the hope, they're the prayer When no one else is there They rock your mom They rock your dad God killed rock 'n' roll On the bus after the show Staring down a lonely road Everybody needs a place to go