Words & Music by Ala Ghawas

It was right here in this leaf-covered house by the glow a hundred summers ago

I wrote down the very first verse on the cracks of the pretty sidewalks but my guitar was still ice-cold

You wouldn’t want to know me

You wouldn’t want to show me

There was you and me and the 14 beautiful souls sharing the beds and the meals with the other 7 next door

And as the time travel away I was still the same dull delicate bard in a sea of tears to explore

I was never bold, I was never whole

Dear God, don’t take me to heaven if there’s no rock and roll

I came all the way to tell you I’m still alive, a tortured roadie at the age of 25

All your thirsty sailors have sucked my blood and you just watched me nosedive

You wouldn’t want to reach me

You wouldn’t want to teach me

You let me see death and birth, pain and mirth, the joy of wealth and the struggle to survive 

I’ve seen enough for the final verse to fly around, to stick behind and to finally arrive

Those holy germs have left a big hole in my soul 

Dear God, don’t take me to heaven if there’s no rock and roll

Sons & daughters, people of mine, here’s my everlasting rhyme

I’m going now but I’ll see you under different skies so get by

I’m ready to go

I’m ready to go

I’m ready to go

Dear God, don’t take me to heaven if there’s no rock and roll 

I’m ready to go

Dear God, don’t take me to heaven if there’s no rock and roll 

Ala the child: Ala, are we there yet?

Ala the man: I don’t know, maybe we should sing it one more time

Ala the child: Okay

Ala the child and Ala the man together: Dear God, don’t take me to heaven if there’s no rock and roll

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