Neil Young

Hey hey, my my

Rock and roll can never die

There's more to the picture

Than meets the eye.

Hey hey, my my.



Out of the blue

and into the black

You pay for this,

but they give you that

And once you're gone,

you can't come back

When you're out of the blue

and into the black.



The king is gone

but he's not forgotten

Is this the story

of Johnny Rotten?

It's better to burn out

'cause rust never sleeps

The king is gone

but he's not forgotten.



Hey hey, my my

Rock and roll can never die

There's more to the picture

Than meets the eye.

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