We are the Marauders [bad word] to steal your daughters
We like our booze and our rock n roll
We’ll break your heart and we’ll steal your soul

We don’t buy that two-bit rap
‘Cause American Idol is a bunch too [bad word] I didn’t buy this here guitar
To be a big television star

We are the Marauders
It’s nothing no one taught us
If you’re a Pennsylvania man
They’ll stick a shovel right in your hand

We’ve got this music in our soul
It’s nothing you can hear on the radio
If you don’t get it, it’s your tough luck
We don’t care about makin’ a buck
We’re the boys and we’re here to rock

We are the Marauders
We’ll never obey your orders
Right now they think you’re a fool
Next year they’ll be following you

Don’t buy the official line
That they don’t like this song of mine
If you don’t like it, the door ain’t locked
Buy me one more Rollin’ Rock
I said buy me one more Rollin’ [bad word] on, buy me one more Rollin’ Rock

We are the Marauders
Life is one tall order
You gotta do what you wanna do
You gotta do what you’re born to do
But this whole life is way to short
If it feels right to you
Well, there’s the start