"How in hell is a rock going to do any good?"

The rock went so high, in fact, that they could barely see it.

He and Rock went down into the natural hollow to take a closer look.

"A gag in which a rock goes through a guy's head was something they weren't used to."

This rock isn't going to go away; you can come back another time.

The rock was not going to come crashing shut behind him this trip.

Before the end of the decade, rock had gone increasingly underground.

There was a new guard; rock and roll wasn't going to die.

You make it hot enough and the rock goes boom.

One evening the rock went to sleep in the Seorak area.