New Rhetoric – Punks & Poets (Long Version) lyrics

(be…grateful to the dead grateful…to the dead etc…).To
the punks and poets and the sinners and the stars To
the maniacs jamming on their rock guitars You
gave your life you couldn’t help yourself You
paved the way for all of us ( grateful…to the dead )…Was

it too much coke or too much juice Did?
you choke on a sandwich or simply get too loose Did?
the heroin overload your scarred mainline We?
remember you when…you were fine Lie
Lie Lie Lie, Lie Lie Lie, Lie Lie Lie, Lie Lie Lie Lie Life’s
a long song said, the Scotsman life’s, a long song said, the Scotsman Jimmie

your slide was outa-sight and Janis’ bluesy diatribes Can
keep us rocking’ ‘till we can see the colors in Pig Pen’s LSD Lie
Lie Lie Lie, Lie Li Li, Li Li Li, Li Li Li Li Li, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li (Life’s
a long song said, the Scotsman life’s, a long song said, the Scotsman) And

Bob you won the smoke-a-thon With
ganja man in a dirty bong And
some got close but still escaped There’s.
Eric’s Pete’s, and, Ginger’s fate And
all the punks whose names aren’t known There’s
more poets coming you’re, not alone Time’s
running out we’re on our way To
join that peaceful band someday Where

the drugs aren’t needed cause, the pain don’t hurt (we’re
grateful to the dead grateful…to the dead) And
the noise is screaming but my ears aren’t worse (grateful
to the dead grateful…to the dead) A
Head once said that heaven is a place Where
nothing ever happens (Byrne baby Byrne) But

there’s more great ones gone and more who are coming So
keep the doors unlocked and the guitars strummin’ But
it’s really a place where all Feet
are tapping shoes, are stomping Hands,
are clapping fists, are bumping And
no one needs an Ipod anymore (we’re!
grateful to the dead) And

though your time has passed away The
memory’s strong not gone astray We’ll
sing with you another day And
what you left is here to stay There’s

Sid the Vicious punk and Joey too But
Kurt “grunged” it out and made it new And
Keith and John Who were you Waiting?
for Frank and George when they came through And
Jerry wasn’t far behind At
least all three made it past their prime He
finally got his finger back And
no one needed their bag of smack Lie
Lie Lie Lie Lie Lie Lie Lie, Lie Lie Lie Lie Lie Lie Lie And

John shot from Liverpool Imagine
all the people (in the Wellington Arrangement) Imagine,
all the people (and the Lords of T O.N.K.).?He
imagined all the people (does anyone know Louis Travis )?Imagined,
all the people (Watts that Charlie ? Mick, & Keith are getting close) Imagine, all the people Hey…

isn’t, that Elvis I just saw and…there’s Jack Bruce, And
the Sublime Bradley Nowell Please
kiss me under the Holly Buddy, Oh
I Wood Ron, but, you’re not supposed to be here yet But
there’s you’re Stonemate Brian and, Bill asking Wy-man And?
I think I, think I see Elvis again and…Neil’s Young friend Danny Whitten And

Barrett and, Tosh and Bonham and, Gibb On…
to Nico and Bolan Ray, Vaughan Cornick, Turn
the Page Plant’s, on his way as…are All The Young Dudes (Life’s
a long song said, the Scotsman life’s, a long song said, the Scotsman) I
hear lots of Traffic but the real Jethro Tull is nowhere in sight But
I see Glascock and Craney The

Mercury rose too high for that Queen Freddie too And
my cousin Vic DeLucas and the rest of the Ramone brothers Hey
is, that Ringo and Paul Chuckin’ Berries from earth And
more like Welnick Mydland, and Godchaux Who
were among the Dead before they were gone And

all the punks whose names aren’t known “Noble”
(Nobel) Bob Dylan’s coming you’re, not alone Time’s
running out we’re on our way To
join that peaceful band someday Imagine

all the people (Chris Wood) imagine, all the people (Red Hot Slovak) He
imagined all the people (the Wilson Brothers) Imagined,
all the people (Ronnie Van Zandt) Imagine, all the people Where…

the drugs aren’t needed cause, the pain don’t hurt And
the noise is screaming but my ears still work A
Head once said (Byrne) that heaven is a place (coined) Where
nothing ever happens (Radiohead) The

Spider Martian Ronson's gone and Bowie has come in Keep
the doors unlocked and the guitars strummin’ But
it’s really a place where all Feet
are tapping shoes, are stomping Hands,
are clapping fists, are pumping And
all you hear is Rock ‘n Roll roar it’s…The Cure And!

though your time has passed away (Come
on All You Young Dudes and …High-Heeled Boys) The
memory’s strong not gone astray We’ll
sing with you another day (Smash those Pumpkins) And
what you left is here to stay Of

course now we owe a big debt To
all the great black bluesman who got this started (Imagine
all the people life’s…a long song )…They
gave us the Moody Blues and…(Imagine
all the people life’s…a long song )…If
you live on The Edge Bono you, too (U2) will be here sooner than you think Even
that animal Eric won’t be a Burdon and, Chris can playCold What
will happen when the other Boss gets here I, wonder Stevie…And?
aren’t The Zombies already undead and….the real irony is that We’ll
be looking forward to the Sting from the Police We’ll
work out ALL the Kinks (life’s…along song imagine…all the people) More
Les …Paul …Morrissey’s…Girlfriend is out of her Coma And
John Barleycorn is really dead So…
a-Muse-ing….Here………we go Berry…

“re-cycled” Duane’s way out But
was your blood clear from doubt And
then there’s Michael the, King of Pop With
the world at his feet danced; on the moon a lot And
Jim was found in a tub in France But
he opened Doors Lit, My Fire to dance And
Lou of course who made his way With
Velvet is, back Underground today Where

the drugs aren’t needed cause, the pain don’t hurt And
the music’s blaring but my ears still work A
Head once said that heaven is a place Where
nothing ever happens But

there’ll be new wave action Costello’s a coming Attraction So
keep the doors wide open and the guitars thrashin’ I
think it’s a place where we’ll all Be
playing Dominos on a steady diet of Chili Peppers And
Johnny isn’t Rotten anymore this!...is pure Nirvana! …And!

though your time has passed away (and
no one needs Pandora we…have a Prince )!The
memory’s strong not gone astray We’ll
sing with you another day And
what you left (think 100 Years After) Is here to stay Yes…
it’s, here to stay