| Song | Long Live Rock |
| Artist | The Who |
| Album | Who's Last [live] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : | |
| Down at the Astoria the scene was changing, | |
| Bingo and rock were pushing out X-rating, | |
| We were the first band to vomit in the bar, | |
| And find the distance to the stage too far, | |
| Meanwhile it's getting late at ten o'clock, | |
| Rock is dead they say, | |
| Long live rock. | |
| Long live rock, I need it every night, | |
| Long live rock, come on and join the line, | |
| Long live rock, be it dead or alive. | |
| People walk in sideways pretending that they're leaving, | |
| We put on our makeup and work out all the lead-ins, | |
| Jack is in the alley selling tickets made in Hong Kong, | |
| Promoter's in the pay box wondering where the band's gone, | |
| Back in the pub the governor stops the clock, | |
| Rock is dead, they say, | |
| Long live rock. | |
| Long live rock, I need it every night, | |
| Long live rock, come on and join the line, | |
| Long live rock, be it dead or alive. | |
| Landslide, rocks are falling, | |
| Falling down 'round our very heads, | |
| We tried but you were yawning, | |
| Look again, rock is dead, rock is dead, rock is dead. | |
| The place is really jumping to the high-watt amps, | |
| 'Til a 20-inch cymbal fell and cut the lamps, | |
| In the blackout they dance right into the aisle, | |
| And as the doors fly open even the promoter smiles, | |
| Someone takes his pants off and the rafters knock, | |
| Rock is dead, they say, | |
| Long live rock, long live rock, long live rock. | |
| Long live rock, long live rock, long live rock, | |
| Long live rock, long live rock, long live rock. | |
| Long live rock, I need it every night, | |
| Long live rock, come on and join the line, | |
| Long live rock, be it dead or alive. |
| zuo ci : | |
| Down at the Astoria the scene was changing, | |
| Bingo and rock were pushing out Xrating, | |
| We were the first band to vomit in the bar, | |
| And find the distance to the stage too far, | |
| Meanwhile it' s getting late at ten o' clock, | |
| Rock is dead they say, | |
| Long live rock. | |
| Long live rock, I need it every night, | |
| Long live rock, come on and join the line, | |
| Long live rock, be it dead or alive. | |
| People walk in sideways pretending that they' re leaving, | |
| We put on our makeup and work out all the leadins, | |
| Jack is in the alley selling tickets made in Hong Kong, | |
| Promoter' s in the pay box wondering where the band' s gone, | |
| Back in the pub the governor stops the clock, | |
| Rock is dead, they say, | |
| Long live rock. | |
| Long live rock, I need it every night, | |
| Long live rock, come on and join the line, | |
| Long live rock, be it dead or alive. | |
| Landslide, rocks are falling, | |
| Falling down ' round our very heads, | |
| We tried but you were yawning, | |
| Look again, rock is dead, rock is dead, rock is dead. | |
| The place is really jumping to the highwatt amps, | |
| ' Til a 20inch cymbal fell and cut the lamps, | |
| In the blackout they dance right into the aisle, | |
| And as the doors fly open even the promoter smiles, | |
| Someone takes his pants off and the rafters knock, | |
| Rock is dead, they say, | |
| Long live rock, long live rock, long live rock. | |
| Long live rock, long live rock, long live rock, | |
| Long live rock, long live rock, long live rock. | |
| Long live rock, I need it every night, | |
| Long live rock, come on and join the line, | |
| Long live rock, be it dead or alive. |
| zuò cí : | |
| Down at the Astoria the scene was changing, | |
| Bingo and rock were pushing out Xrating, | |
| We were the first band to vomit in the bar, | |
| And find the distance to the stage too far, | |
| Meanwhile it' s getting late at ten o' clock, | |
| Rock is dead they say, | |
| Long live rock. | |
| Long live rock, I need it every night, | |
| Long live rock, come on and join the line, | |
| Long live rock, be it dead or alive. | |
| People walk in sideways pretending that they' re leaving, | |
| We put on our makeup and work out all the leadins, | |
| Jack is in the alley selling tickets made in Hong Kong, | |
| Promoter' s in the pay box wondering where the band' s gone, | |
| Back in the pub the governor stops the clock, | |
| Rock is dead, they say, | |
| Long live rock. | |
| Long live rock, I need it every night, | |
| Long live rock, come on and join the line, | |
| Long live rock, be it dead or alive. | |
| Landslide, rocks are falling, | |
| Falling down ' round our very heads, | |
| We tried but you were yawning, | |
| Look again, rock is dead, rock is dead, rock is dead. | |
| The place is really jumping to the highwatt amps, | |
| ' Til a 20inch cymbal fell and cut the lamps, | |
| In the blackout they dance right into the aisle, | |
| And as the doors fly open even the promoter smiles, | |
| Someone takes his pants off and the rafters knock, | |
| Rock is dead, they say, | |
| Long live rock, long live rock, long live rock. | |
| Long live rock, long live rock, long live rock, | |
| Long live rock, long live rock, long live rock. | |
| Long live rock, I need it every night, | |
| Long live rock, come on and join the line, | |
| Long live rock, be it dead or alive. |