Direct Orders ...

You’ve been given a direct order to Rock the fuck Out

Rock out like you’d just given the last rock n’ roll record on earth and the minutes are counting down to flames

Rock out like you just won both show case show down

Rock out like the streets are empty except for you, your bicycle and your headphones

Rock out like your lips are just placed onto a break-dance muse with legs that go all the way up

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Rock out like you’d never have to open a tax book again

Rock out like you get paid to disturb the peace

Rock out like music it’s all that you got

Rock out like you were standing on a rooftop and the city is as loud and glowing as a river flowing below you

Rock out like the plane is going down and there are 102 people onboard and 101 parachutes

Rock out like the streets and the books are all on fire and the flames can only be extinguished by doing the electric slide

Rock out like it’s Saturday afternoon and Monday was a national holyday

Rock out like someone’s got a barrel pointed at your temple saying “Rock out like your life depends on it fool because it does”

Rock out like your eyes are fading but you steel got your ears but you don’t know for how long so rock out like five o’clock time meant poppin’ a lot time

Rock out like you got your pants full of tokens and got nothing to do but everything

Rock out like you were the international Skee-Ball champion of the entire universe

Rock out like you just escape an evil orphanage to join a Russian circus

Rock out like your hero was falling and you were spinning your limbs until they burst into a flaming pyre of remembrance

Rock out like you are enslaved in the south and dancing it’s all that you have to know who you are

Rock out like your dead grandfather just came back to take a drive with you and your brand new car

Rock out like the table was full

Rock out like the neighbours all waved

Rock out like the walls won’t fall but damm you’re going die trying to make them

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Rock out like it’s raining outside and you’ve got a girl to run through with

Rock out like you’re playing football in the mud and your washing machine it’s not broken

Rock out like you threw your window open on your honeymoon because you wanted the whole world to know what love is

Rock out like you’ve just got a book published

Rock out like you’ve just went at your high school reunion and find that everyone even the women are overweight and bald except for the former homecoming queen who just been divorced by an impotent husband and only has eyes for ... you

Rock out like you’ve got a date with Heidi Klum

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Rock out like you’ve got an empty appointment book and a tank full of gas

Rock out like Jimmy has returned carrying brand new guitar stings

Rock out like the mangos are in season

Rock out like the record player won’t skip

Rock out like this has the last weekend like these were the last words like you don’t want to forget HOW!

Direct Orders by Anis Mojgani