Rock ‘n’ Roll? Well, certainly, this man belongs into some Hall of Fame:

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I especially loved the insider pun: “I reminded of the prophetic statement of Jon Landau. In the early 70s he said: I’ve seen the future of rock ‘n’roll and it is not Leonard Cohen.”

Well, my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I’m hungry for love but I’m not coming on
I’m just paying my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song

I said to Hank Williams: how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn’t answered me yet
But I hear him coughing all night long
A hundred floors above me
In the tower of song

I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the great beyond
They tied me to this table right here
In the tower of song

So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
I’m very sorry, baby, doesn’t look like me at all
I’m standing by the window where the light is strong
They don’t let a woman kill you
In the tower of song

Now you can say that I’ve grown bitter, but of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And there’s a mighty judgement coming, but I may be wrong
You see, you hear these funny voices
In the tower of song

So I bid you farewell, I don’t know when I’ll be back
There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But you’ll be hearing from me, baby, long after Im gone
I’ll be speaking to you sweetly
From my window in the tower of song