Waking up in the morning filled with “peace ’n’ quiet” Breakfast is always “bread ’n’ butter” Coffee gets “cream ’n’ sugar” With just a single word My mood goes “up ’n’ down” My “black ’n’ white” thinking only fuels the fire There’s no “pros ’n’ cons” to simply being alive I’ll go through “trial ’n’ error” and “pick ’n’ choose” my own damn way to live When lunch comes, I sprinkle “salt ’n’ pepper” on my “fish ’n’ chips” And wash it all down with a “sweet ’n’ sour” lemonade My favorite pair of boots is starting to wear that “rough ’n’ tough” look While keeping “give ’n’ take” close at heart Sometimes things get a little “touch ’n’ go” Still, we keep going “in ’n’ out” of each other’s lives And yet, look at me—I’m right here, “alive ’n’ kicking” Ever since Buddy Holly, time and time again They say “rock ’n’ roll” has died Or maybe someone just killed it off when it was convenient? “Short ’n’ sweet”, “over ’n’ over” I’ll say it “again ’n’ again”: “Rock ’n’ roll” never dies! “Rock ’n’ roll” never dies! “Rock ’n’ roll” never dies! “Rock ’n’ roll” never dies!
