My mind’s a blank, my past is chequered
Turns out what goes on tour stays on your criminal record
But I’m serving my time and I beg your pardon -
Back in 1971 I was nothing but soft rock, hard drugs and hard on - comfortably numb
Baby, I’ve been around the block too often to soften
The lower lip bitten and released
Exploratory fingertips, protests unnoticed
Its all in the hips
By ’79 life was just long limbs, long nights, long white lines
The age of consent
Last of the rock and roll sexual deviants
A hand creeps up your thigh
Tight pants
Last of the rock and roll sexual miscreants
And if I’d known it was a crime chances are I’d still be right here serving my time
In the showbiz suite of the H.M.P. hotel
Well…
It’s anyone’s guess.
Last of the rock and roll sex pests
And there’s a hole in this whole vibration since we found out
It wasn’t rock and roll, it was molestation
’71 - long gone
And there’s a hole in this whole system of classification
We called it rock and roll, turns out it was molestation
’71 - long gone
I’m 72 - a rock god facing the firing squad