Rocky

Rocky, I'm writing you this letter I'm in the Sunset Home My grandkids went and put me here They got everything I own I know you're out in Albuquerque I saw Freddie just last week He said your eyesight's failing you And your mouth's too sore to speak

Well all of my friends, baby They're going insane, now Look up at my fingers, baby Get lost in the rain Halfway off the g-round Jumping oughta down Afraid to hear the sound Of all that's going down Na na na na baby Hey Hey Hey Hey Dear Baby Jesus Her