| The bottle is half-empty; I'm laid down on my bed, | |
| And I ask you for your sympathy, | |
| Somewhere to rest my head | |
| Turn the light out, | |
| And light the candle. | |
| Tomorrow might not come, | |
| Saw the headlines, | |
| Then I heard it on the radio, | |
| Said the Kings of Rock are dead, | |
| The Kings of Rock, | |
| The Kings of Rock are dead, | |
| The Kings of Rock, | |
| The Kings of Rock are dead, | |
| The Kings of Rock, | |
| The Kings of Rock are dead. | |
| Draw the curtains, entertain me, | |
| And make me smile just for a while. | |
| I go to fight the lights tomorrow, | |
| Carry on whilst I still can. | |
| I had a friend who made some money. | |
| I had a friend who lost the lot. | |
| I got a friend who's got nobody. | |
| I got a friend who got the shock. |