Rocks
Jay Smith Lyrics


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Dealers keep dealin', thieves they keep thievin'
Whores they keep on whorin', junkies keep scorin'
Trade is on the meat rack, Strip joints full of hunchbacks
Bitches keep bitchin', Clap they keeps on itchin'

Ain't no use in prayin',
that's the way it's stayin', baby
Johnny ain't so crazy,
he's always got a line for the ladies
(yeah, yeah, yeah)

Get your rocks off, get your rocks off, honey
Shake it now now, get'em off downtown
Get your rocks off, get you rocks off, honey
Shake it now now, get'em off downtown

Creeps they keep crawlin', Drunks they keep fallin'
Teasers keep teasein', Holy joes are preachin'
Cops they keep bustin', Hustlers keep hustlin'
Death is always knockin', Souls are up for auction

Ain't no use in prayin'
That's the way it's stayin', baby
Johnny ain't so crazy,
He's always got a line for the ladies
(yeah, yeah, yeah)

Get your rocks off, get your rocks off, honey
Shake it now now, get'em off downtown
Get your rocks off, get you rocks off, honey
Shake it now now, get'em off downtown

Got my feelin' really good

Ain't no use in prayin'
That's the way it's stayin', baby
Johnny ain't so crazy,
He's always got a line for the ladies
(yeah, yeah, yeah)

Get your rocks off, get your rocks off, honey
Shake it now now, get'em off downtown
Get your rocks off, get you rocks off, honey
Shake it now now, get'em off downtown

Get your rocks off, get your rocks off, honey
Shake it now now, get'em off downtown
Get your rocks off, get you rocks off, honey
Shake it now now, get'em off downtown

Get your rocks off, get your rocks off, honey
Shake it now now, get'em off downtown
Get your rocks off, get you rocks off, honey




Shake it now now, get'em off downtown
Yeah!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Jay Smith's song "Rocks" depict a dark and gritty image of the city, its people and their lifestyle. The first verse describes a world of vice where dealers keep dealing, thieves keep thieving, and junkies keep scoring. The singer observes that there is no moral compass in this world, and even the women are reduced to whoring themselves out. The second verse goes on to paint an even darker picture with creeping creeps, falling drunks, and the constant presence of death.


Amidst all this chaos, the chorus reiterates the need to find pleasure, to "get your rocks off" despite the harsh reality of the city. The character of "Johnny" is presented as a sort of anti-hero, someone who's not crazy but has a way with the ladies. The repeated refrain of "yeah, yeah, yeah" is almost a mantra, a way to block out the darkness and just enjoy oneself.


Overall, "Rocks" is a commentary on the human condition and the desire for pleasure amidst the darkness of the world. It's a reminder that, despite the challenges and hardships we face, it's important to find joy and pleasure where we can.


Line by Line Meaning

Dealers keep dealin', thieves they keep thievin'
Drug dealers keep selling and thieves continue to steal.


Whores they keep on whorin', junkies keep scorin'
Prostitutes continue to sell their services and drug addicts continue to buy and use drugs.


Trade is on the meat rack, Strip joints full of hunchbacks
People are treating others as mere commodities, and strip clubs are filled with unattractive people.


Bitches keep bitchin', Clap they keeps on itchin'
Women continue to complain and venereal disease continues to spread.


Ain't no use in prayin', that's the way it's stayin', baby
There's no point in praying because things will remain the same.


Johnny ain't so crazy, he's always got a line for the ladies (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Johnny is not crazy, but he always has a pickup line for women.


Get your rocks off, get your rocks off, honey Shake it now now, get'em off downtown
Have fun and enjoy yourself by indulging in pleasure and entertainment in the city.


Creeps they keep crawlin', Drunks they keep fallin' Teasers keep teasein', Holy joes are preachin'
Creepy people continue to be creepy, drunk people continue to fall, people tease each other, and religious people continue to try to convert others.


Cops they keep bustin', Hustlers keep hustlin' Death is always knockin', Souls are up for auction
Police officers continue to arrest people, hustlers continue to hustle, death is always near, and people's souls are in danger.


Got my feelin' really good
I'm feeling really good about myself.




Writer(s): Andrew Colin Innes, Robert Clearie Young, Bobby Gillespie

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