What Can You Do But Rock 'n' Roll - Ezra Furman

You got no place you can go

You can’t go out, you can’t stay home

You got a little bit of soul

You got a little bit of soul

And everyone who talks to you

Is working towards some goal

What can you do but rock, rock and roll?

What can you do but rock, rock and roll?

You got a broken cell phone

You got some money but you’re all alone

You’re at the bottom of a hole

You’re at the bottom of a hole

And the kind of sex you want is the kind they’d like to make illegal

What can you do but rock, rock and roll?

What can you do but rock and roll?

You registered to vote, they make it impossible

What can you do but rock, rock and roll?

What can you do but rock and roll?

And I told you the first time

I’ve been having the worst time

City’s broken and cold

City’s broken and cold

It’s just a hole in the wall

It’s just a hole in the wall

There’s nowhere else to go

Fuck the money they stole

Fuck the money they stole

We get by on no bankroll

We get by on no bankroll

The way you’re playing canary and they’re selling the coal

What can you do but rock, rock and roll?

What can you do but rock, rock and roll?

Walkin' on the highway median, hidden from the trucker’s eyes

Bisexual blues got me begging to be recognized

My heart is on fire, does anyone know?

What can I do but rock, rock and roll?

What can I do but rock and roll?