<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=98247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rock Of Life</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Big beat talk to me<br>Waking up blind with the house on fire<br>Well I pick up my guitar, (I tune up)<br>I look in the mirror<br>Its like a stranger in my hand (the baby is crying)<br>There comes a time when the boy must leave (get up)<br>And the man has to enter<br>For the soul to understand (all of the changes)<br>As if it aint hard enough this life Im living in<br>I was caught with my guard down<br>When the world came knocking<br>I feel the big beat, the rock of life<br>Big beat talk to me<br>I feel the back beat, the rock of life<br>Waking up blind with the house on fire<br>Is it something in my head (look up)<br>Or the time of season<br>Or the little boy in my hands (must be a reason)<br>Yeah, theres new meaning in my life (a shake-up)<br>But theres pain and confusion<br>And Im trying to understand (all of the changes)<br>Ive been cut so deep but I cant make it bleed<br>I was caught with my head in the sand<br>When the world came knocking<br>I feel the big beat, the rock of life<br>Big beat talk to me<br>I feel the back beat, the rock of life<br>It aint no perfect life<br>This one Im living in<br>And I was caught with my guard down<br>When the world came knocking<br>I feel the big beat, the rock of life<br>Big beat talk to me<br>I feel the back beat, the rock of life</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Rick Springfield - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=98247" data-title="Rock Of Life" data-description="Big beat talk to me Waking up blind with the house on fire Well I pick up my guitar, (I tune up) I look in the mirror Its like a stranger in my hand (the baby is crying) There comes a time when the boy must leave (get up) And the man has to enter ..."></div> </div> </div>

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