ROCKS
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I have pawned my golden records I have sold my sequent suits
For a bottle of bad whiskey I gave up my fancy boots
Now I stand here on the corner with a sad sad tail to tell
Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell

Hide a face you might remember hide a voice you may recall
It was that cold night in December when we played Carnegie Hall
Now we're smokin' marijuana singin' flat but doin' well
Till I took my first drink of whiskey we started down the road to hell

I have pawned my golden records. I have sold my sequent suits
For a bottle of bad whiskey I gave up my fancy boots
Now I stand here on the corner with a sad sad tail to tell
Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell




Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell
With no song left to sell

Overall Meaning

Bobby Bare's song "Rocks" tells the story of a former rock star who has fallen on hard times due to alcoholism. The lyrics depict the singer's descent into addiction, as he gives up his prized possessions, including his golden records and sequent suits, in exchange for a bottle of bad whiskey. The singer reflects on his former glory days when he headlined Carnegie Hall, but those days are long gone.


Now, he stands on a street corner with nothing left to offer the world. The once recognizable face and voice of a generation have disappeared, replaced by a sad and broken man. The song's repetitive refrain emphasizes the singer's desperation: "Once a rock star now a drunkard with no song left to sell."


Throughout the song, Bare highlights the theme of loss, portraying the singer's loss of dignity, self-respect, and talent. The lyrics are poignant and emotional, and the overall tone of the song is melancholy. "Rocks" is a reminder of how addiction can take everything from us and leave us with nothing.


Line by Line Meaning

I have pawned my golden records
I have sacrificed my material success


I have sold my sequent suits
I have given up my flashy lifestyle


For a bottle of bad whiskey I gave up my fancy boots
I traded my valuable possessions for temporary pleasure


Now I stand here on the corner with a sad sad tail to tell
I am now a shadow of my former self, full of regret


Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell
I have lost my musical talent and career due to alcoholism


Hide a face you might remember hide a voice you may recall
I am ashamed of the person I have become


It was that cold night in December when we played Carnegie Hall
I reminisce about my past success and fame


Now we're smokin' marijuana singin' flat but doin' well
I have resorted to drug use and mediocre singing for emotional relief


Till I took my first drink of whiskey we started down the road to hell
Alcohol was the catalyst for my downward spiral


Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell
I am now a shell of my former self, without any musical talent or relevance


With no song left to sell
I have hit rock bottom and have nothing left to offer




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: KOLLER, SILVERSTEIN

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