Songtext I love to sing my ballad, mama (but they only wanna hear me rock and roll) Eric Andersen

I love to sing my ballad, mama (but they only wanna hear me rock and roll)

Thirty thousand feet travelling all alone,
My face is somewhat buried in a book of poems.
Oh, mama, I'm so far from home.

I love to sing my ballad, mama, but they only wanna hear me rock and roll.

They promised me a rainbow and a pot of gold.
They fixed me in a limo and I signed away me soul.
Oh, mama, it's the dumbest story ever told.

I love to sing my ballad, mama, but they only wanna hear me rock and roll.

Now it's velvet bans, one-nite stands,
They line up in a row.
Fancy meals, high class deals,
You're the one they want to know.
They say it's the only way to go.
Oh, mama, can I take much more.

I love to sing my ballad, mama, but they only wanna hear me rock and roll.

Well I think I'm gonna be just like a rolling stone,
Rollin', rollin', rollin' from now on.
Oh, mama, my head just turned to solid gold.

I love to sing my ballad, mama, but they only wanna hear me rock and roll.
I love to sing my ballad, mama, but they only wanna hear me rock and roll.