I guess that I should have known
I'm better off on my own,
But dancing there all alone was the girl of my dreams.
She knew that there was a prize
And I could see in her eyes
That she was totally wise to what I was up to.
She was the dancin' queen,
Cutest thing I've ever seen.
But I'm not sure if it was meant to be,
'Cause she likes going dancing more than she likes she likes me.
Well she gave me a smile
And we talked for a while,
She said it wasn't her style to hang out with rock stars.
I told her I understood,
But I'm not really that good,
And maybe she should try to get to know me.
She was the dancin' queen,
Cutest thing I've ever seen.
But I'm not sure if it was meant to be,
'Cause she likes going dancing more than she likes she likes me.
Go!
She was the dancin' queen,
Cutest thing I've ever seen.
But I'm not sure if it was meant to be,
'Cause she likes Johnny Socko more than she likes she likes me.
Ooh!
Johnny Socko - Rocks In My Head
Every time I visit Colorado
I always lose my stocking cap.
The first one was embroidered 311,
And if I recall it was black.
I bought it before everybody knew them,
But now that they're so popular I'm not sure I want it back.
Hey, it's all good, no worries, right on,
But the story's getting old and once again I have a cold.
Hey, it's all good, no worries, right on,
I got rocks in my head and nothin's gonna keep 'em warm.
Once I owned a green Goldfinger beanie
Purchased after one good rocking show.
There's a band that could use more promotion,
Some snowboard punk I'll never know wears it in Colorado.
Hey, it's all good, no worries, right on,
But the story's getting old and once again I have a cold.
Hey, it's all good, no worries, right on,
I got rocks in my head and nothin's gonna keep 'em warm.
I got rocks up in my head!
I think there's rocks up in my head!
I don't want you to be misled by anything I may have said,
I got no brains, rocks instead, you better believe it!
I got rocks up in my head!
Every time I visit Colorado
I always lose my stocking cap,
Hey, it's all good, no worries, right on,
But the story's getting old and once again I have a cold.
Hey, it's all good, no worries, right on,
I got rocks in my head and nothin's gonna keep 'em warm.
(x3)