Tekster: Saxon. Solid Ball Of Rock.

One night in Louisiana
Down by Highway 84
You can hear a strange dog calling
Outside his mama's door

The baby was a killer
The cousin was a priest
The baby upped and said
I play the music of the beast

The Devil in Concordia
Looked down and waved his hands
The boy with jack-hawk eyes
Became the leader of the band

The connoseur of rhythm
Rock and roll and swing
But when it comes to boogie
You know that he's the king

Solid ball of rock
Solid ball of rock
Solid ball of rock
Crashing out of the sky
Shakin' all over
But he don't know why

The Devil went to Memphis
As he flew into the sun
Howled about redemption
With a Bible and a gun

The preacher beat his chest
And cried, "Set my people free"
The killer said, "I drag you
To the gates of hell with me

Solid ball of rock
Solid ball of rock
Solid ball of rock
Crashing out of the sky
Shakin' all over
But he don't know why

Solid ball of rock
Solid ball of rock
Solid ball of rock
Solid ball of rock

The killer, he was born again
He saw the gates of hell
The preacher found redemption
In a Jacksonville motel

The Devil take the hindmost
They're running out of breath
They're gonna have a reckon
With the chilling hand of death

Solid ball of rock
Solid ball of rock
Solid ball of rock
Crashing out of the sky
Shakin' all over
But he don't know why

Solid ball of rock
Solid ball of rock
Solid ball of rock
Crashing out of the sky
Shakin' all over
But he don't know why