Alternate 'Rock Bottom' Lyrics

My Apologies to UFO!

Fifty three and ain't got a clue

fifty three and can you tell me 'bout what to do?

Ideas flash into my brain, and then are gone

Can't think of a single theme, that's not about Don

Rock Bottom, Rock Bottom, I Scrape Bottom

Rock Bottom, Rock Bottom, I Scrape Bottom

Don on the brain is my sad state, rack it from day to day

I start to type, but the words won't come, got nothing to say

Back when I was peaceful, ideas flowed like wine

But now it seems that the well is dry, without Don to malign

Rock Bottom, Rock Bottom, I Scrape bottom

Rock Bottom, Rock Bottom, I Scrape Bottom

With his choices from bad to worse, swear words filling up my head

Swear I'm going crazy, listen up, can't believe what he just said

Where do I turn, where do I turn, where do I go from here?

Fifty three and ain't got a clue

fifty three and can you tell me 'bout what to do?

Ideas flash into my brain, and then are gone

Can't think of a single theme, that's not about Don

Rock Bottom, Rock Bottom, I Scrape Bottom

Rock Bottom, Rock Bottom, I Scrape Bottom

Reviews

[JoeM]

Marvelous. Your frustration is palpable. Keep up the good work.

[Michael Stevens]

Thank you, and I figure why not use something I love, heavy metal music, to express my dismay?