Robyn Hitchcock - Mr. Rock ‘n' Roll lyrics

I won't breathe and I won't snarl
And I won't even come i'll be like a statue
I'll be curious and numb
Sounds that grow on top of you
Will leave you standing hard
Like a damaged piece of wood or
Like a tub of lard

Mr rock 'N' Roll, are you receiving me?
Please

I won't interact with you or
Mess you up at all
I won't stand and I won't crawl
And I won't even fall
Silence is a radio that you can call your own
Be massaged by people who
Collect outside your phone
Mr rock 'N' Roll, are you receiving me?
Please



We used to dance to you, boy
I used to dance to you, boy and your humming

I won't dream and I won't blink
And I won't even hear
There'll be a religious voice and
No one will be there
Eyes that shine and globes that smart
And you'll be feeling fine
Up on the horizon where
The eagles' talons shine

Mr rock 'N' Roll, are you receiving me?
Please