Some smile
Some roll their eyes
Like it’s a lost dark heart that sees
This world is black
And we can’t get back
So feeing good feels good to me

Well you can call it my constitution
Call it [bad word] need
Call it a strange devotion man
But if it gets ya what you need
It’s just rock and roll to me

Get it on
Get you what you want
You got your best last chance to feel
We're on a roll honey
We got gold
We got a whole [bad word] world to steal

It’s like the [bad word] of the revolution
It's like the backseat scratch and scream
The whiskey shot burn in the snake oil man
But if it brings you to your knees
It’s just rock and roll to me

Rock and roll, little mama
I got what you need
Rock and roll, [bad word] Get down on your knees
It’s like the [bad word] of the revolution
The backseat scratch and scream
The whiskey shot burn in the snake oil man
But if it gets ya what you need
It’s just rock and roll

Rock And Roll, little mama
Rock And Roll, little mama
Rock And Roll
Rock And Roll, [bad [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on