Thunder pounding my brains in 
six string rock and roll razor 
Nobody's gonna save me 
The whole world drives me crazy 
I hate work, I hate school 
I got a case of the rock's dead blues 

Friday night I'll be raging 
Midnight gonna be wasted 
Friday I'm raising 
 [bad word]  I'm gonna be wasted 
Time to party, raise a glass 
Tell everybody to kiss my [bad word] 

Let me go- dead or rock, dead or rock 
Dead or rock, dead or rock 
If rock and roll dies 
I'll take my last breath 
Rock and roll to death 

Dead or rock, dead or rock, dead or rock 
Pass the bullets please, dead or rock 
Find me a grave, help me dig it 
If rock's dead then bury me with it 

Dead or rock, dead or rock, dead or rock 
Pass the bullets please, dead or rock 
To death do us part to my last breath 
Gimme rock or gimme death