Ronnie Hock

Ronnie Hock

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Pop - Rock | Muskegon, Michigan, United States
Total Song Plays: 4,734   
Member Since: 2005
   Last Login: over 30 days ago

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Song Description

A wistful lament for a time when people were not so self absorbed and superficial. A time when they were concerned with more important issues than makeup and hair. A rail against today's pop / celebrity culture.

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The alarm is banging in my head
I pour myself out of bed
Another day on the wheel
I look into the mirror and shave
and see that kid who ran away
It seems like yesterday
when they sang

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I miss those times
When they sang ---
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I miss those times

The morning traffic chokes and crawls
Another day to be your all
And make the big deal.
But my mind it drifts away
It takes me to another place
I hear it faintly play
and they sang


In my rocket 88
Set the year for 1964
And point me toward the moon
And get me off

I run away and join the "Dead"
and try to resurrect my head
and take it on the fly.
I'll get myself a hippie bus
a tie dyed shirt and lose myself
and leave it all behind.



Song Length
Rock - Alternative, Pop - Rock
Tempo / Feel
Fast (151 - 170)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Disconcerted, Annoyed

Subject Matter

1960 - 1969

Lyric Credits Ronnie Hock
Music Credits Ronnie Hock
Producer Credits Denis Smith and Ronnie Hock
Publisher Credits Neoteny Music
Performance Credits The Bashers
Label Credits Bongowanda