A Real RocknRolla1…
There is no spring without a winter.
No life without death.
And the demise of Lenny has blown a new season into the lungs of young Johnny.
Goodbye, Mr. Sidney Shaw!
- People ask a question: What’s a Rocknrolla?
And I tell them it’s not about drums, drugs and hospital drips.
Oh no. There’s more in than that, my friend.
We all like a bit of the good life.
Some, the money.
Some, the drugs.
Others the sex game, the glamour or the fame.
But a RocknRolla, oh, he’s different.
Why?
Because a real RocknRolla wants the fucking lot. ↩︎