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Youth must have some dalliance
Of good or ill some pastance
Company methinks then best
All thoughts and fancies to digest
For idleness is chief mistress
Of vices all; then who can say
But mirth and play
Is best of all?


Times were looking bad
He was lying` in a clinic
He lost all he had
The world was looking cynic
His innocence was gone
But it didn`t take him long
Now he`s singin` on the street
the song of his defeat
Oh yeah
Rock `n` roll stole my soul
Rockin` down the river like a rolling stone