Chris Bell

I know that Paul Westerberg, he sang a song for you It occurred to me that someone should sing one for Chris Bell, too Kurt Cobain and Hendrix didn't make it to twenty-eight But they don't sell his t-shirts at the head shops in the Haight He said he was the cosmos and the wind But maybe all he needed was a friend to say Hold on a little longer, though your heart it breaks The beauty in your music shows that you've got what it takes Please don't take them Quaaludes. Please don't take that drive We're praying that you'll make it through the Seventies alive Growing up in Tennessee, he must have thought his heart was wrong He put his pain into his songs until it got too strong He gave his heart to Jesus, and gave his body to stronger stuff There's no drug that can ever drown your demons deep enough Driving around Memphis late one night His knuckles on the wheel were getting white Hold on a little longer, though your heart it breaks The beauty in your music shows that you've got what it takes Please don't take them Quaaludes. Please don't take that drive We're praying that you'll make it through the Seventies alive Rock-and-roll is here to stay It ain't better to burn out than fade away Hold on a little longer, though your heart it breaks There's beauty in your music and a lot you've left to make Please don't take them Quaaludes. Please don't take that drive We're praying that you'll make it through the Seventies alive We're praying that you'll make it through the Seventies alive