Well, it happened up in Detroit

It was my kind of town

We heard the audience screaming

When they brought the houselights down

Blind anticipation was felt from afar

The kids were going crazy

When we cranked up our guitars.



Chorus:

It was a loss of control

Fire in your soul

Loss of control

And the only thing

To blame it on is

Filthy rock and roll.



Well, everywhere we go now

It happens night and day

All hell seems to break loose

When the boys stay to play

If you lack the courage

There's no room for you here

The boys have called it open season

On your eyes and ears.



Chorus:

Loss of control

Fire in your soul

Loss of control

And the only thing

To blame it on is

Sleazy rock and roll.



We're right here in your city>br> We know it's our kind of town

We hear the audience screaming

So turn those houselights down

Blind anticipation we fel it from afar

There all going crazy

When we pick up our guitars

And we are.



Chorus:

Loss of control

Fire in your soul

Loss of control

And the only thing

To blame it on is

Filty rock and roll.



Chorus:

Loss of control

Fire in your soul

Loss of control

And the only thing

To blame it on is

Sleazy rock and roll.