クレジット
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Scian
Songwriter
歌詞
So he sings with a whine in pitch perfect time
Through ceiling speaker holes
Over drug store signs and coffee shop lines
Like soul with the tone of halogen glow
Now I'm reminiscing 'bout bands like Jane's Addiction
And all the records by the Ramones
Put it on again, it's hit the end
Always left us wanting more
Yeah you got me to my core
'Cause I was raised on rock and roll
Tuning in on your radio, radio
Spinning 'round on my stereo, stereo
Oh, I remember rock and roll
Crank it up loud in stereo, stereo
Can't hear you on my radio, radio
Now his guitar's got a gleam, a vintage sheen
And strap made in the classic mould
With his hair Brylcreem, and stache so preened
He's a mock star to his indie soul
Now I had a premonition the ones with hip inflection
Would choke on vowels in their throats
And it'd come back around, that Cobain sound
With it's crunchy power chords
Yeah they'd cut you to the core
'Cause I was raised on rock and roll
Tuning in on your radio, radio
Spinning 'round on my stereo, stereo
Oh, I remember rock and roll
Crank it up loud in stereo, stereo
Can't hear you on my radio, radio
'Cause I was raised on rock and roll
Dialing in on your radio, radio
Going 'round on my stereo, stereo
Oh, I remember rock and roll
Turn it up loud in stereo, stereo
Can't find you on my radio, radio
Yeah I-I live for rock and roll
Can't find you on the radio
Need to you hear now in stereo
Written by: Chris Scian