It ain't a needle in a vein
It ain't backstage sex
It ain't lines of cocaine on a private jet
It ain't having' a posse full of hangers-on following you around
It ain't long hair, tattoos, playing too loud
Naw

It ain't a middle finger on a t-shirt, the establishment's trying to sell
It's a guy with the balls who told the establishment to go to hell
It ain't about the money you make, when a record gets sold
It's about doing it for nothing, 'cause it lives in your soul

That's damn rock and roll
That's damn rock and roll

It's a rock through a window
It's a riot in the street
It's a rebel revolution
That's fighting for peace
It's burn, baby, burn
It's a brick in the wall
It's the first one to stand
And the last one to fall
It's a hip shaking devil on a stage in Tupelo
It's doing what you want, 'stead of doing what you're told
It's a preacher burning records, telling folks they ought to pray
'Cause the shepherd bought a Gibson and lead the flock astray

That's damn rock and roll
Give all you've got 'til there ain't nothing left
That's damn rock and roll

Yeah, when the Clash crashed the party
And the party got loud
And the party turned into an angry crowd
Drowning demons feel no pain
Found Nirvana wasted shame
Gone too soon just like a song
Hendrix, Joplin, what went wrong?
Need some answers, right or wrong
Need something to blame it on (blame it on...)

That's damn rock and roll
(Give all you've got 'til there ain't nothing left)
That's damn rock and roll
(Woo hoo, woo hoo...)

Another day in another town
Load in the stage and the lights and the sound
Here they come boys, they opened doors
Count us off now Craig
(One, two, three, four)

That's damn rock and roll
Give all you've got 'til there ain't nothing left
That's damn rock and roll
Every ounce of your blood and your sweat
That's damn rock
That's damn rock and roll
Rock and roll
That's damn rock and roll
Rock and roll