(Roger Taylor)

My new
purple shoes
Bin amazin’ the people
next door
And my rock’n’roll
forty fives
Bin enragin’ the folks on the
lower floor

I got
a way with the girls on
my block
Try my best to be a real individual
And when we go down to smokies
and rock
They line up like it’s some kind of ritual
Oh give me a good guitar
And you can say that my hair’s a disgrace
Or just find me an
open car
I’ll make the speed of light outa
this place

I like
the good things
in life
But most of the best things
ain’t free
It’s the same situation just cuts like
a knife
When you’re young and you’re poor and
you’re crazy
Young and
you’re crazy…

Oh give me a good guitar
And you can say that my hair’s a disgrace
Or just find me an
open car
I’ll make the speed of light outa
this place