The guys found out 
That you wouldn’t split the goods. 
They’d beat you in school for that.
And it used to hurt bad,
Without saying a word.
Sleep rock-n-roll

Now he’s restless and hammered.
Now he changing his mind -
Such a mild-mannered dope.
But he’ll never cry.
Be sure of that.

The guys are tired;
You won them over.
They’re just normal people -
Not dogs in their collars.
We’ll wait till tomorrow
And its very good morning,
So sleep rock-n-roll.