Well I go to a show and get in a fight
Drink a few beers on a Saturday night
Call the next day heads nine or ten
We get to the Lion and do it again
Monday morning just rolls around
With a bad hangover and a mean ol' frown
And I'm right back in the rat races again
Back when I was broke
Had a dead end job with a lock and a cage
Sellin' my days for minimum wage
My tank is full but I'm deep in debt
Doing some things that I might regret
My girl left me and my car's a wreck
And its still another week until I get my check
But I know there'll be some better days for me

Like an ex-con on parole
Runnin' wild out of control
I'm drunk as hell and
I'm feelin' fine Beligerent and out of line

Ready, set, fire in the hole!
Rock 'n Roll street punk on the go
We came here to rock the house
And blow up your radio
Lock and load, get ready to fight
Were gonna tear down this place tonight
and this one's called "Outcast Rock 'n Roll"

When I'm far too broke to go to a bar
I get a bottle of Jack and a cheap cigar
Back on the street take a shot or two
Raising hell with the Saturday crew
Talk is cheap and nothing's free
Look out black suits on table three
They're out to get your hard earned money tonight

Like an ex-con on parole
Runnin' wild out of control
I'm drunk as hell and
I'm feelin' fine Beligerent and out of line

Ready, set, fire in the hole!
Rock 'n Roll street punk on the go
We came here to rock the house
And blow up your radio
Lock and load, get ready to fight
Were gonna tear down this place tonight
and this one's called "Outcast Rock 'n Roll"