Fractured

(álbum: Rock With Bill Haley And The Comets - 1954)

Fractured! Fractured!
That music fractures me!

When I was just a little kid
A real gone beat did flip my lid
But now I'm older and a little bit bolder
I'm gone, gone, gotta keep going

And I'm fractured! Fractured!
That music fractures me!

It tears me up and it knocks me down
Makes my head go around and round
I close my eyes so I can't see
Whenever that music fractures me

I'm fractured! Fractured!
That music fractures me!

Now when that band gets in the groove
Me and my chick, we start to move
Rocking to the left and a-rocking to the right
A-romping and a stomping all day and all night

And I'm fractured! Fractured!
That music fractures me!

Go!

Now when they holler that "go, go, go"
You can't be fast and you can't be slow
Pick up your feet and you follow on through
Doing whatever you want to do

You're fractured! Fractured!
That music fractures me!