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Texty: Chilliwack. Mister Rock.

Hey Mr. Rock, Mr. Rock
Awake at noon and you finally get up
Watch the TV, talk on the phone
Behind your curtains it's a twilight zone

You hit the streets when night comes down
Drinkin', smokin', gettin' around

You try a lot, a star you're not
You're playing a part that you almost got
You tell your friends that you're on top
The truth must hurt because you know you're not

Out on the streets when night comes down
You and your dreams keep hanging around

Say that you're worth a fortune
Everybody knows your name
(You're fooling nobody here)
You're up 'til five o'clock every morning
It's driving you insane

Hey Mr. Rock, Mr. Rock
You got the moves, yeah, you got the talk
You got it down on the microphone
But behind your curtains it's a twilight zone

They've seen your act all over the town
Drinkin', smokin', gettin' around

Say that you're worth a fortune
Everybody knows your name
(You're fooling nobody here)
You're up 'til five o'clock every morning
It's driving you insane

You had a shot, a star you're not
You spent your money and you lied a lot
So tell your friends that you're on top
The truth will hurt because you know you're not

Oh no, you're not, a star you're not
No you're not, no, no, no you're not

Hey Mr. Rock, hey Mr. Rock
Hey Mr. Rock, hey Mr. Rock
Mr. Rock, Mr. Rock