Music is [bad word] dead
It's thanks to you [bad word] stabbing it in the [bad word] chest
You, and every one of these fake, righteous, undeserving bands [bad word] you

Through sin and self [bad word] I stumble home, never alone
My only home is the bottom of a bottle and a rolled up bill and I'm ready to go
I live the same day in and out and I don't care how long I last
All the girls and drink and [bad word] but don't get me wrong
I'm having a [bad word] blast

I am rock and roll
Livin' the life that you can only dream of
I am rock and roll
At its [bad word] finest

Just like the cigarettes hurt
Just like the whiskey burns
Whoa whoa
I guess I'm never gonna learn
[x2]

Not gonna stop until my heart stops beating
Not gonna stop until my last [bad word] I'm gonna go until I hit the floor and I can't find my back to my feet anymore

Pass me a glass and let's destroy everything in this [bad word] place
Life at 300 miles an hour
You pussies can't keep up with this [bad word] pace

I am rock and roll
Livin' the life that you can only dream of
I am rock and roll
At its [bad word] finest

Just like the cigarettes hurt
Just like the whiskey burns
Whoa whoa
I guess I'm never gonna learn
[x2]

I've spent the last two years tearing apart my soul
I'll put the next two in to kick-start the good old days of rock and roll

Without remorse, without regret, without a second thought
You hit the nail on the head with the back of your [bad word] throat

I am rock and roll
Livin' the life that you can only dream of
I am rock and roll
At its [bad word] finest

Music is [bad word] dead
It's thanks to you [bad word] stabbing it in the [bad word] chest
You, and every one of these fake, righteous, undeserving bands [bad word] you