Last Rock n Roll Boy to Dance

I’ve been listening to it rain for days
But now the storm’s given up its fight
High alone with home so long
I’ll take the wind out on the town tonight
And ride my bike around this cried-up city
And the streets stain
The lonely sound is like the end of a record
That started with bad dreams
So if I’m getting a thrill from this jukebox
And the candy colored jukebox lights
And this mystery boy rides home with me
Ring ring goes the bell on my bike
Damn these rules we carved in stone
I wanna bust them into pieces on the dance floor
There shouldn’t be rules in rock and roll
And who are we saving our broken hearts for?
He’s the last rock 'n' roll boy to dance
Ring ring goes the bell on my bike
And he’s got a hand in my pocket
Ring ring goes the bell on my bike
I see clearly he’s a thief
But he can take what he likes
Cause he’s givin' me some feeling
It’s worth anything that he could be stealing
Damn these rules we carved in stone
I wanna bust them into pieces on the dance floor
There shouldn’t be rules in rock and roll
And who are we saving our broken hearts for?
Damn these wallflower faces of stone
They turn blue in the lights of their cellular phones
I don’t care if they laugh when we walk out this door
Who are we saving our broken hearts for?