ROCK
Well I stood stone-like at midnight
Suspended in my masquerade
I combed my hair
'til it was just right
And commanded the night brigade
I was open to pain
and crossed by the rain
And I walked on a crooked crutch
I strolled all alone through a fallout zone
And came out with my soul untouched
I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd
But when they said, "Sit down,"
I stood up
Suspended in my masquerade
I combed my hair
'til it was just right
And commanded the night brigade
I was open to pain
and crossed by the rain
And I walked on a crooked crutch
I strolled all alone through a fallout zone
And came out with my soul untouched
I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd
But when they said, "Sit down,"
I stood up