You call my kind of music devil's work
You say I live in sin but I want it all
O am of Babylon
The pleasures of the flesh
 [bad word] the thunderstorm
I'm o reaching rock'n'roll

You call our women the fallen angels
Like sirens they would lure our souls
We are of Babylon hard to satisfy
The seed of evil
Burning out before I die

Don't need your faith your religion
I was born a devil's child
I'm gonna stay the way I am
Free and wild

Don't wanna bow my head
I was born a devil's child
I never kneel I'm standing strong
Free and wild

What is right what is wrong
I don't care what you say
Too much blood has been spiled
In the name of the god that you pray
The word is war that you pray
 [bad word] liars
Like rats you lead the dumb who can not see
Into your heaven
Then [bad word] is where I'll choose to be
I'm a devil's child
devil's child