get up at half past three 
still I'm drunk I cannot see 
where have I been? What have I done? 
and what happened to me last night? 

at first I turn the music on 
listening to a punkrock song 
my mom is coming in, shouting at me 
she calls me deadbeat, scamp and wannabe 

and I say 

go away! I don't wanna talk to you 
go away! coz I got better things to do 
go away! maybe I got different goals 
go away! because it's only rock'n'roll 
yeah, it's only rock'n'roll 

we have a gig at a local club 
no sound-check - everything's fucked up 
but then we enter the stage and start to play 
no one wants to hear us but we're rocking anyway 

at once it's still and the light's go out 
the organizer screams and shouts 
you are too hard, too fast, too loud 
he doesn't like us, so he kicks us out 

go away! I don't wanna talk to you 
go away! coz I got better things to do
go away! maybe I got different goals 
go away! because it's only rock'n'roll 
yeah, it's only rock'n'roll 

go away! I don't wanna talk to you 
go away! coz I got better things to do 
go away! maybe I got different goals 
go away! because it's only rock'n'roll 
yeah, it's only rock'n'roll