You think you're on top of the world
But you know it's really [bad word]  'round with diamond rings
And coke spoons that are overflowin'
(Rock 'n' roll is dead)

But all the money in the world
Can't buy you from the place you're going to

Rock 'n' roll is dead
Rock 'n' roll is dead
Rock 'n' roll is dead

You can't even sing or play an [bad word] So you just scream instead
You're living for an image
So you got five hundred women in your bed
(Rock 'n' roll is dead)

But it's real hard to be yourself
When you're living with those demons in your head

Rock 'n' roll is dead
Rock 'n' roll is dead
Rock 'n' roll is dead

Rock 'n' roll is dead
Rock 'n' roll is dead
Rock 'n' roll is dead
Rock 'n' roll is dead

Rock 'n' roll is dead
Rock 'n' roll is dead
Rock 'n' roll is dead