Rocketown

by Michael W. Smith

A Friday night affair Out in the city heat Always a party there Along the sordid street And it was guaranteed The place to be was Rocketown The drinks were two for one Inside the crowded bars The girls would make their run Out on the boulevard It was the idol place We lived the ways of Rocketown [Pre-Chorus 1] Hang around by the street light In the heart of the night life There came a certain man A stranger to the crowd We didn't understand What he was all about He walked a different pace So out of place in Rocketown