Tora Tora Bastards Of Beale Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Whiskey flows on the rocks
The river rolls as the sunset drops
On the riverside, have a good time, be a late night
A millionaire built this spot
Where a bugle boy gonna lend his chops
Under streetlights and the neon signs like the old times
This all started with a man named Church
Bought some land and street of dirt

[Chorus]
All hail rock and roll
Long live the bastards of Beale
All hail rock and roll
Long live the bastards of Beale
[Verse 2]
Revelers are raising hell
Drink nirvana from the well
Rolling dice games, getting sideways, showing switchblades
Madame Blue and her southern belles
I welcome all the clientele
In the glory days, drinkin' champagne, let the money rain
From Jagger to Richards, Plant and Page
They were all born to carry the flame [Chorus]
All hail rock and roll
Long live the bastards of Beale
All hail rock and roll
Long live the bastards of Beale
Roll on, Bluff City
Long live the bastards of Beale
All hail to the kings
Long live the bastards of Beale

[Post-Chorus]
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[Chorus]
All hail rock and roll
Long live the bastards of Beale
All hail rock and roll
Long live the bastards of Beale
All hail rock and roll
Long live the bastards of Beale
All hail rock and roll
Long live the bastards of Beale
All hail rock and roll
Long live the bastards of Beale
All hail rock and roll
Long live the bastards of Beale
Roll on, Bluff City
Long live the bastards of Beale
All hail to the kings
Long live the bastards of Beale
[Post-Chorus]
Hey
Hey
Hey